Nope. None of that. I am a knitting magician. And, I have knitting magician friends! Recently, many of us gathered for a day of magic. Let me digress long enough to clue you in to the glorious fact that the day of magic was not limited to yarn, scissors and needles. This particular day of magic has resulted in the awesomeness of the phrases "DAT's Dat! and LouBreesiana" I am still celebrating that magical win, but I shall now return to the yarn story from the California southland rather than the alternate story of celebration from the Louisiana southland.
The Magic Ball gathering at Knit 'n Stitch was led by a mighty oak of creativity - Cheryl from Acorn to Oak.
The link will take you to her version of the current working version of a Magic Ball Magic Shawl. Cheryl shared tips and tricks for getting the random magic to occur by pre-determining the final look one hopes to achieve. Women wielding scissors and yarn creates an atmosphere filled with artistry. The air drips with the wonder of it all. Inspiration sits on the shoulder and whispers sweet encouragement.
I made this magic.
My shawl has a very fuzzy side with yarn tails proudly waving.
And it has a more refined side with just a few wisps of eyelash flirting coyly.
I love the magic.