Showing posts with label punk knits. Show all posts
Showing posts with label punk knits. Show all posts

Monday, September 17, 2007

It Looks Like I Have No Life

goddess 002Or...I am the first to post in response to the contest.

Well, as far as punk things I am knitting...hm. I just finished another pair of those baby chucks. Man, I actually hate knitting them, I just realized this. Actually, OTN, I guess Goddess? Sure, why not.

In my queue (under things I consider punk) I have:
Tsanta
The Republic Hat (it's the button)
Deep V Argyle Vest
Pirate Baby Booties

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Why I didn't think of this as punk...

I do not know (yeah. I know I've already posted one "punk knit" post, but wanted to show this off to everyone)



I knit this up a little over a year ago. Although it looks a little unassuming (aside from the gourgeous color), it's origins could be considered quite punk. The yarn is my own hand spun, spun while riding the Metro in Washington, DC where the shawlette was also knit on the rush hour commute. You should have seen the looks I got while spinning (and knitting) in the doorways of the train cars!

Friday, March 2, 2007

How's this for punk!

Just a little background... I'm a type 1 diabetic, and I use a nifty device called an insulin pump. The pump itself is external, and there's parts that need to be changed every few days. One of these parts is the tubing that runs from the insulin cartridge to the infusion site (where the little catheter goes under my skin, which gets changed as well). Occasionally I'll need to replace the infusion site without changing the tubing, so I end up with a drawer of tubing no longer concidered sterile. I've always wondered how well this could knit up and gave it a try.



It's about 43 inches knit into an I cord that's now about 3 inches in length. I'd love to get my hands on some tubing without the little connection ends and in a much longer length. Maybe some IV type tubing to make this.

P.S. Please pardon the hideous orange background. That's one of my kitchen counters, and they're horribly outdated...

Thursday, March 1, 2007

Punk as Eff

Okay, first off, can I just say that Blogger sucks? Typepad all the way, y'all. Maybe it's just because I'm on a Mac, but oh wait, that's far superior as well. Except for maybe Linux, but this is a punk gift exchange, not a geek one. My b.

NOW, since I cannot properly post my pictures as I would have liked to, here are links to my two most conventionally(!) "punk" projects: Hurry Up Spring Armwarmers and Cleaves. Fingerless gloves are punk, right? Even if they're not a la Lavigne striped in black and pink? Whew, glad I'm safe on that one. And Cleaves is a bit o' pirate chic, and they were of course, the original punks, except for maybe the Mowhawk tribe, they had the whole thing down eons ago.

What I'm trying to say in way too many words (as I usually do) is that I'm not what one would consider a typical "punk" by today's "standards" (And yes, those get quotations because who sets the standards for punkdom these days, anyways? Is the mainstreaming of a formerly underground movement making it redundant and the antithesis to everything it stood for before, or is it bringing the same message to the masses as it always has, just slicker, shinier, and more expensive?)--I do have multiple peircings and a tattoo and black plastic-framed glasses and crazy unruly hair and my favorite colors are the admittedly cliche duo of black and pink (and sometimes red), but I'm not a fan of skulls with bows or gun tattoos on hipbones or toothpick boys with girl hair and more eyeliner than me singing sad songs about how I broke their wimpy little hearts. I have a salaried job, I watch an inordinate amount of network television, I like my men manly but not douchey, I wear blouses with self-ties and poofy sleeves, and I love Christina Aguilera (among many, many other not-so-punk artists).

Does that make me less punk than others here? Maybe. But I think that by flying below the radar, keeping my head above the mindless flow of the mainstream, doing my best to dismantle the patriarchy one piece at a time, and not caring one iota what other people might think of me in terms of both "scene points" and the corporate ladder, well, I guess that makes me punk. I've always labeled myself as more "indie" than "punk" when forced to label myself, but I don't like doing that anyway.

So I guess my overall point that I'm trying to get at but can't because I am so ridiculously long-winded is that not claiming myself as a "punk" in the current parameters by which our society defines them does indeed make me a punk.

But mainly I just wanted to post in this contest so I could win that sweet prize...

Punkest Thing I Ever Knit?

Hm, this is actually pretty tough. Glad we're not choosing this by a vote of what really is the punkest thing. I'd so lose. I've done two Kitty hats, one was purple and pink Cheshire cat themed. The other was black and I put two of my old CBRs (from the days when my belly button was pierced) in the ear. It's pretty hot, now if only I could find it.

Converse BootiesBut I guess the real candidate for this would be the Converse Booties I knit for my baby. I modified the pattern from one I found on craftster. Ah, there's a whole post on it on my blog. Eventually I added little blue stars inside the white circles, I was just very unsure of my ability to create a decent looking star. lol The first day he actually fit into them was on my birthday, it was very exciting.