Knitting: New Socks & Mittens

My second pair of socks are finished and I'm quite pleased with them:
They fit very well and are not snug around the ankle like the first pair. When I started I thought I would never learn to do ribbing correctly but now I've finished this pair of socks and have it down pat.
If you look closer you might see one of my newbie "I've never seen anyone knit before" mistakes. I was twisting all of of my knit stitches, which made my first pair of socks extra snug and the toes all twisted. A kind and talented glass beadmaker friend let me know they were twisted and now my socks are soft and stretchy.
I had already done all of the cuff/leg and the heel when I found out so I dutifully twisted all the stitches for the cuff of the second sock to match.

My next project is a pair of matching mittens. This was my first attempt at striping (I made up the pattern as I went along) and it turned out mostly fine. You can see one of my mistakes easily in this picture though, hopefully I won't make that one again.


I also made this french press cover for my sweetie for our anniversary. I made up the pattern as I went along and it turned out well. I originally planned to have it fasten under the handle but in the end decided that any fastener would be too fiddly for morning coffee.

Enjoy!

Eugene Snow of 2008

As my friends and family up North still suffer the turmoil of snow, I reflect on our brief winter wonderland. The snow was only here for a few days for us, long enough to enjoy it but short enough to not outstay its welcome.

During that time I enjoyed staying inside and avoiding everyday activities. Go to the gym? Oh no we can't possibly, look at all the snow. Go to the studio? Oh no it's 2 miles away and I can't get there by bike, car or bus in all that snow. By day three we broke down and walked for groceries, to the library and to the studio. I was sore for two days.



On Monday morning Zac lured me outside for a pleasant winter walk.On Monday morning Zac lured me outside for a pleasant winter walk.
"What's that honey you want me to come closer? Of course dear!"
"Wait, why are you reaching down to the grou...Wapt!"
A short snowball fight ensued. Of course I won and sent Zac heading for the hills:

That's right you better run!
Happy Holidays!

Introduction

I'll start near the beginning. My name is Teague and I'm a glass artist, living in Eugene Oregon. I love Oregon more than any other place I've been. The weather, the air, the trees, the mountains and the beach cannot be beat.

I've previously wanted to be about a hundred different things. Let's start with the ones that I gave serious consideration throughout my life: Artist, Teacher, Writer, Veterinarian, Attorney, Judge, Activist, Journalist, Editor, Scientist (first a biochemist, then evolutionary biology). I'm sure I also wanted to be an astronaut and a princess, but my parents never sent me to space camp.

I attended Colorado College from 2000-2004, majoring in Biology and English. When I finished school I was certain that I would go on to graduate school and enjoy a long career in academia. I really like being in college and more than that I really enjoyed labs and long research projects. The bigger the better, my favorite part was doing the initial research, finding everything anyone had ever done on your proposed topic. My professors didn't believe that I read all the articles or books that I cited- most of the time, I did.

I researched my intended graduate schools thoroughly, but maybe not enough. I didn't get in. I applied twice to one school and once to another. Many people have said I need to try more schools, but I was trying to make a life here, not just throw out a net and see what I could catch. I haven't really let go of the idea of graduate school. I think I even promised a favorite professor I'd get a PhD before getting married. But the idea seems fainter in my mind. Less of an all-encompassing life purpose and more of an idea among many.

I started making glass beads in April of 2005, I bought the kit as a birthday present for myself. I've been interested in beads for as long as I can remember and making jewelry almost as long. I've tried a lot of other crafts/artistic pursuits in the interim, but nothing has captivated me as much as glass.

As it stands my mother tells me that I can be anything I want to be as long as I decide by age 35. I love her.