I commented somewhere recently about becoming a full time self employed knitting person. Gavin and I have both been fully self employed for many years in one form or another, but a few months ago the hard decision to shut down his family print business was taken. When that completed last month we became totally reliant on the knitting and craft industry for our living. This had seemed a scary step anyway but the last couple of weeks have really brought home just how precarious you are when self employed...
Mum was sent home from hospital on Friday evening. She has been diagnosed as suffering from receptive aphasia - this takes different forms but in my mum's case she can't read or write, uses the wrong words when speaking, has no memory recall, an attention span of literally, seconds but most significantly, cannot absorb or comprehend anything that is spoken, either directly to her or for example, on the TV. She did not respond to therapy in the hospital as she was in an extremely agitated state about coming home. The therapists therefore made the recommendation that therapy should take place in the home. She is in the process of being assessed by them but treatments have not yet begun. Two of the other 'symptoms' of mum's stroke are that she can now barely see and needs to talk almost continuously. You can imagine that all these 'symptoms' added together make it very, very difficult to communicate with mum or to engage her in the relearning activities that we need to do. Dad, as long term readers of my blog will know, has been poorly for some time, and I am very worried about him becoming over tired and ill again also. The therapists can naturally, only attend maybe once or twice a week at most, whereas mum needs constant support and stimulation.
I am there with mum and dad as much as possible, yet at the same time am terribly conscious of work not getting done. As a self employed person you do everything. Everything from designing to accounts and invoicing is getting left. Then when I am working instead of helping mum and dad, I feel guilty that I am leaving them. However if I don't work I don't earn. There is no sick pay, no paid holidays, no unemployment benefit, no one to take my place. In addition to this, being creative when this worried, wound up and mentally exhausted is not easy. I love being self employed. I wouldn't (in fact, couldn't) have it any other way, but its at times like these that the idea of a 'steady' income sounds like a damn good idea - but then, I wouldn't have the time to look after mum anyway as I would be working!
Is there, can there be an answer? At the moment I doubt it, but I understand now that I have to learn to cope with this shift in our daily lives and find a way to integrate it in with everything else, not to let it exhaust me (if at all possible), not to feel resentful and not to feel guilty if I can't always be there. The actual learning to cope is the hard part, but I'm hoping I'll get there. I have a lot of support from family and friends around me, both 'real' and 'web based' who have all proved invaluable over these last couple of weeks, and I am extremely grateful to everyone who have contacted me and have lifted my spirits.
The one creative thing I have managed to do is sewing up. I think I've said before that I find hand sewing extremely therapeutic, my mind goes into neutral and for a short period of time I manage to switch off. The first thing I finished off is another Made So Quickly from A Stitch In Time.
I used Rowan Milk Cotton rather than Organic Cotton, and as I only had 5 of the 1960s buttons I wanted to use I reduced the number of button holes from 6 to 5.
I also shortened the body as this one is to wear with two high waisted skirts that will give it more of that genuine 1930s silhouette. I also played with the fit by making a medium back and a large front and working additional armhole decreases to create a narrower shoulder. (For my chest size I have extremely narrow shoulders of only 4 inches width.) Ideally, I probably should have gone for an extra three quarters of an inch in the body length but it does sit perfectly with the skirt in the photos.
The second project I sewed up is this original Mary Quant sweater dress pattern for Charlie.
Its knitted in Rowan Wool Cotton, which has worked absolutely beautifully for this design. It has a deep turned up hem to give the dress weight and, also, to give it a slight A line shape which is so 60s.
The collar is, unusually for patterns of the period, worked using short row shaping, which really helps how it sits.
I also reduced the length working six cable repeats instead of the eight given in the pattern.
I really love this one. I got carried away taking photos so here are a couple more I did in black and white to get that 'Twiggy' vibe.
Thought we'd go a bit Pop Art on the last one!
Finally, after days (and nights) of indecision I eventually found a project to cast on to keep me absorbed when I was looking for a challenge but without having to work out my own pattern. With a view to the up coming I Knit Weekender (where I’m doing a workshop on Make do and Mend techniques) and the talk by the wonderful Alice Starmore I decided to make Aberlady Sweater from The Celtic Collection. I’m using Jamieson & Smith 2 ply jumper yarn in a gorgeous slate grey, but have very little to show yet. This is the original.
(Copyright Anaya Publishers Ltd)
Its knitted in the round from the bottom up, with knitted in underarm gussets. Hopefully more next time.
but for now
Ruby xxx
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Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Self Employment and a little knitting
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Saturday, August 08, 2009
Mum
This post was going to be a very different post to the one I'm posting now. I had had a wonderful day out with Charlie for her 17th birthday but then early the next morning I got a call from Dad telling me that mum was taken ill. She was rushed into hospital but in the space of about three hours had two major strokes. At first she couldn't see or hear at all. She can now see slightly but cannot understand anything that is said to her.
We do not know at this point how long it is going to take for mum to improve and hopefully recover. My dad and I are going in to see her for several hours each day. This is obviously going to impact on my time to do other things including blog, but I'm going to do my best to keep posting, as certainly at night, after visiting is over, the urge to relax and knit is very strong. However, if things don't go according to plan I hope you will understand.
I'll talk more in a few days but in the meantime if you can spare a positive thought for mum we would be so grateful.
Mum on stage at about 4 or 5 years old.
In a typical 1950s pose.
As Diana Rigg in the Avengers!
Love you mum.
for now,
Ruby xxx
We do not know at this point how long it is going to take for mum to improve and hopefully recover. My dad and I are going in to see her for several hours each day. This is obviously going to impact on my time to do other things including blog, but I'm going to do my best to keep posting, as certainly at night, after visiting is over, the urge to relax and knit is very strong. However, if things don't go according to plan I hope you will understand.
I'll talk more in a few days but in the meantime if you can spare a positive thought for mum we would be so grateful.
Mum on stage at about 4 or 5 years old.
In a typical 1950s pose.
As Diana Rigg in the Avengers!
Love you mum.
for now,
Ruby xxx
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Monday, August 03, 2009
Good Taste
Whilst preparing my next BIG blog post I thought I would share this illustration with you that I found in Good Taste (somewhat ironic when you see the illustration!) August 1943.
I think its legible but in case its not, the 'gentleman' is saying to his secretary "Come and sit on my lap. I can dictate better that way."
But did she say yes?
for now
Ruby xxx
I think its legible but in case its not, the 'gentleman' is saying to his secretary "Come and sit on my lap. I can dictate better that way."
But did she say yes?
for now
Ruby xxx
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