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MURDERPIGS: a knitted cardigan


When I took up knitting, I never imagined I’d end up making a cardigan inspired by unorthodox methods of corpse disposal. Then MURDERPIGS happened.

MURDERPIGS was my entry for the 2014 LSG Raveldacted Renegade Games, under the banner of Team Murderpig. Team Murderpig was inspired by the tale of a spurned lover posting his ex-partner’s yarn stash on Craigslist. We couldn’t believe that a knitter would voluntarily part with her stash, and came up with various theories about her disappearance, not least of which was corpse disposal by murderpigs.

(Note: A member of LSG actually claimed this stash, and was not murdered and disposed of by pigs. This is only one datapoint and does not necessarily disprove the murderpig theory.)

Thus Team Murderpig was started, and served as more of an archive of pig and boar gifs than a home for a knitting team. Such is the internet. But LSG knitalong rules are thus: do what you like, take as long as you like, just post about it before the demise of society and someone’ll be along to mash ‘love’ eventually. So we all had plenty of time.

Tweasel, my very own murderpig, acting as mascot, Ravatar, and inspiration for this cardigan.

The idea popped into my head fully formed: stranded colourwork pigs & crossbones, v-necked, steeked front because I was feeling bullish after Little Birds, sleeve setting borrowed from Little Birds. It was one of those moments of beautiful sparkly inspiration when you see the thing in your mind and are just YES THIS IS THE THING I WILL MAKE AND THIS IS HOW TO DO IT AND IT WILL BE PERFECT.

unravelled sleeve

Knitting it wasn’t quite such a smooth process. It was fine for a while, the body took no time at all, but then I moved onto the sleeves. I don’t know if I got the numbers wrong, if I picked up the wrong needle, or if some atmospheric change affected my tension, but I ended up with two sleeves that were Very Wrong. It took me some time to come to terms with the reality of ripping them back, and then even longer to get round to redoing the maths and trying again.

By the time I got back to it, recalculated the sleeves, and got myself back to where I was before The Realisation, I had lost my original notes. I can only guess what I was thinking about at the start of the V-neck shaping. I don’t think the slight curve where the two sides join is intentional, but it works and I like it so I’m not going to argue. Past-me strikes again.

murderpigs on the flat

I didn’t bother to reinforce my steek before cutting it. Live dangerously. It was fine; the Shetland yarn is super-sticky and didn’t give me any trouble at all. The only minor difficulty I got into was that it was harder to trim the steek back before finishing it. I did crochet reinforcements on the last steek, which made it easier to hold on to and to see where to trim. Black yarn possibly not the smartest choice, there.

I didn’t think carefully enough about my pattern positioning, so I have a stray murderpig butt disappearing off the left front, though the piggies do (completely accidentally) line up between body and sleeves. Well, on the front, anyway. And if I’d thought about it and not been all OMGPIGGEH!!!1! I wouldn’t have gone for the black seam stitch.

And finally,


recalculated sleeve

Pattern: my own
Yarn: Jamieson’s Shetland Spindrift
MURDERPIGS project page on Ravelry

WIP Wednesday: Little Birds

An easy one to start Blogtober proper.

I’m currently knitting on a version of Little Birds, by Ysolda Teague, from the Twist Collective, Fall 2008. It is the beautiful.

My getting the pattern actually has a nice story attached to it. I saw it when it was released, and I really wanted to get it, but first I was too cheap, then I was a student and too poor, and then I was unemployed and even poorer. I kind of resigned myself to the fact that I would never get it.

Then, Ravelry. One of the groups in which I’m active had a RAK thread. The Fairy Hoarmother (don’t ask) tapped me with her sparkly wand of beneficence and granted me the pattern of my choice, as a gift from another member of the forum. I cried a bit, because I’m paranoid and assume that everyone hates me, and I hate when my assumptions are challenged. But I picked Little Birds.

And here’s a nice thing: after I received this gift, I decided to pay it forward, and sent a gift via the Fairy Hoarmother… to the exact same person who’d sent Little Birds to me.

#indescribable emotion


Another fun fact about Little Birds is that the suggested yarn is Jamieson’s Shetland Spindrift. Well. When I was a teen, I actually visited the Shetlands. Not only that, but I was given a tour of Jamieson’s of Shetland, the mill that produces the yarn. Check it out:

April 8th, 1997: touring the Jamieson's of Shetland factory. The *exact* moment that my love of yarn was sparked. Look at me, I'm transfixed. <3

April 8th, 1997, Sandness. That’s me in the red. I’m transfixed by yarn. I’m pretty sure that’s the *exact* moment that all of this knitting madness began.

So. Hoarmothers. Shetlands. Yarn. Anything else? Well, just one more thing.

First awesome find of the pre-move #UFYH: wee Shetland birdie.

This is one of the souvenirs I brought back from the trip. You can see how it’s all piling up, right? So I bought myself the yarn as a Christmas present (direct from Jamieson’s of Shetland, obv), and I finally managed to start in September (heh). I’m really enjoying it. I took it out onto the beach at lunchtime.

Little Birds on the beach. #knitting

I took it into work to act as a social anxiety security blanket at a recent social event. There’s something about knitting that really helps me deal with the screaming heebie-jeebies, and when I’m working on something as awesome as Little Birds, it’s even better.

Almost identifiable as birds! #knitting

And here is where it’s at now. One more repeat of birds and leaves, and I’m into the arms. And one step closer to my first steek. Eek. This is going to be awesome.

Going much faster with a yarn in each hand. :snerk:

Ravelry project page for Little Birds.

Anyone else have documented proof of their first encounter with yarn?