Just as a follow up to the last post - I love felting. Wool is my main medium for crafting, and knitting is probably the thing I do most, but there's also weaving, and spinning, and felting (and occasionally crocheting). There's wet felting (happy memories of working in a basement in a village in Fife, with the gas heater on inside and the snow outside and the door open as we were all working so hard on our felt slippers and trying them on as we went, leaving sopping footprints round the stone floor), prefelt (where the fibres have already been made loosely into felt and then you can cut them and work them - some people think this is cheating but it's just another way of getting there, from my perspective), and dry felting, where you are dangerously armed with barbed needles and use these to tease and harden loose fibre into sculptural shapes, or attach a pattern to cloth. There's also a hybrid called knitting to felt, an unpredictable science, in my experience, and that's what went wrong today.
Now, before I disgrace myself, here are a few of the better results:
Now, I had this project in mind. I had seven lovely balls of Rowan colourscape wool, bought in a sale, and I thought if I knitted thick i-cords from it and made six squares of the i-cords, then stitched the last i-cord as a border round the six squares stitched into a rectangle, and felted it, I'd have a nice rectangular bedside rug. Well, it's taken ages, but today I finally felted it in the washing machine. And I can't help feeling that it's a bit more, um, three dimensional than a bedside rug ought to be!
A little reworking might be required ...