Crochet In Between Class
School has begun and I’m enjoying myself so far. I have an online web programming class, an online object oriented programming class (Java) and an online art history class, plus one on-campus class which is basically drawing 101. I think I’m enjoying the web programming most of all, probably because it is coming so easy to me, yet I’m provided with enough work to feel like it’s a challenge. I’m tending to shy away from the Java class just because it seems more like Joe’s realm and not my own. I can’t get into it and it’s tough to catch on. I’m a week ahead in my web programming, but haven’t even begun writing my program for the Java class. I’m still trying to get through the second chapter. I’m wishing I had finished reading the Learn to Program book (with Ruby on Rails) now.
The drawing class seems more of a chore than anything, mostly because I’m not ready to accept all these rules on how I should draw. I have to re-learn everything from holding the pencil a certain way to shading in a new way. I’m stubborn and it’s hard to just let go and accept. Besides, how can a student be expected to accept what their art professor says when the student thinks that the professor’s art stinks. Not that she isn’t talented, but every one of her pieces is so radically far from my style, it’s hard to give her any respect. I know she deserves it, but I just can’t give it.
Besides all the school work, every week I look forward to going to my knit/crochet meetup. A nice group of girls, a yummy latte, and a soft skein of yarn in my hands has always left me in a good mood. Not that everything else in my life leaves me in bad mood, quite the contrary, almost everything leaves me happy, or at the very least excitely angry. I don’t mean that annoyingly fake bouncy happy either, but a real, sing out loud in the car happy.
Taking advantage of any spare minute (like before and during the breaks in art class) I’ve completed two scarflettes and a one-skein scarf in a matter of days. I’ve also been working on a secret project that I cannot reveal just yet. I need more time.
The scarflettes were mainly experimentation and because I’ve had no expectations of how they should look, I’m pleased with how they came out, despite the slight variations in their width (due to an involuntary dropping of a few stitches). The one-skein scarf (from the Stitch n’ Bitch book) however, I am disappointed with. I was doing so well until a had to turn while shelling the outer edge. Somewhere something went wrong causing different sized shells and a slight curve in the scarf. I finished it off anyways, growing impatient, and even managed to convince myself at around midnight that I would grow to love it’s imperfections, like a mother of her eleven fingered child. Well, I take that back. Ain’t happenin’. Now I’ll have to crochet myself a brand new scarf to make me forget about my lopsided disaster. Bah!
