I could not part with this goldenrod cashmere sweater. There was a tiny hole at the waist that became a not-so-tiny hole at the waist and when a leather belt would no longer cover the not-so-tiny hole I knew that it was time. I hung my head. I scuffed my boots. I stuffed the sweater into the back of my dresser with the other less-than-favorites until the drawer was too full and then I purged the others but I could not purge this one. It was too good to let go. It was true love forever. It was the perfect color and the perfect texture and the perfect weight. Le sigh.
So this sweater has been remade into many other things. You can see it's goldenrod goodness dappled around the edges of my studio in the photos above. Up-cycled, recycled, reinvented, remade--let's suffice to say it had at least nine more lives worth living. The up-cycling started as a cozy for my camera lens. Then it became the tops of two soft sculpture monsters. It went on to be yellow bunting parts to hang between the studio windows. And then poms poms. And just when I thought this sweet goldenrod cashmere sweater could not give one more life she rolled over and showed me her perfect neckline--a craft fair shawl in the waiting.
So, I am making the top of the used-to-be-favorite sweater into a craft fair shawl. (Yes, a craft fair shawl and, no, I've never heard of a craft fair shawl either.) Yellow at the top, then blue, then red, and another blue stripe that has not yet been added. Made entirely of castoff sweater parts, stitched entirely by hand with pink wool yarn, this little love is going to keep me cozy while I tend my booths at the upcoming fairs. I'm planning a pink blanket stitch binding around the edges and maybe even pink pom-pom drawstrings to tie together should the breezes begin to blow. I'll show you the finished shawl when it's, eh hem, finished!