Thursday, August 11, 2011
It's not a judgement on the socks. It's a reflection of what was going on when I started them.
Well, it's a bit of a judgement on them, too.
I started these on our trip home from California. The day started with a delayed flight out of San Francisco. We weren't worried about it because our connecting flight had already been changed to a later departure and then delayed so we had time to make the connection.
But we ended up missing the connection anyway, being redirected through Midway, spent the night in the airport, and got home the following morning. Twenty-four hours after we'd first set off for home.
See? Conflict and discomfort were the rule of the day.
I got a lot of knitting done on the sock with the blue leg in those 24 hours.
I had debated making them punky distressed socks with random yarn overs and patches of ribbing, but I came to my sense before I implemented that plan.
Really, I like my socks to match. I would have tried to make the patterns match. That probably wouldn't have worked out and would if it had worked out it would have defeated the purpose of the "dissonance" name.
So I went straight stockinette. There was enough stress going on without getting freaky with my knitting.
However, in honor of the whole dissonance thing, and contrary to me need to have matching socks, as soon as the first one finished I cast on for the second.
I went with the flow of the Noro Silk Garden Sock colors.
I did not reel out yarn trying to find the correct point in the color pattern for them to match.
This made me feel a little uncomfortable.
As you can see, until I got to the ankle of the second sock (the one with the red leg) there was really no relation between them color-wise at all.
In case you're wondering, yes, I did seriously consider starting the second sock over and making them match.
But I fought the urge. There was already a lot of knitting time invested in that sock and it would have been a shame to waste it.
In the end I persevered and finished them as is. They are still a bit jarring to look at, in my opinion.
But I guess that's the point.