trying to keep warm

Remember this cardigan and workshop? The workshop was great (don't remember much else of it, though). I cut up my felted cardigan and made one wristwarmer. And more than half a year later I finished the second one.

The arm of my ex-cardigan was a bit tight around my wrist due to the shrinking, so after decorating the edge with crochet I cut it up and crocheted a few rounds to make it fit. I think the yarn is some kind of mercerised cotton, possibly hand dyed by Maria's mother (tack för lånet, hoppas det är lugnt...).

It was easy peasy, a few hours on a cozy night was all I needed. And I'm happy with the result. Now let's hope that I don't loose one or both of them too soon (I tend to be very good at that...).

SPC: contrast

September self-portrait challenge is contrast. It's a good one, but I only managed to produce one self-portrait this month.

I like wearing these. Really cheap china shoes. Plastic. And the left one is glued (oh, how I love Karlssons klister, the best glue there is). It survived a whole night of dancing at Club Killers last Wednesday. The other has yet to be glued, and didn't appreciate the dancing. Now I keep tripping on it. I have to glue the right one as well. Or I could enjoy the contrast and the shabbiness of it. Or just put them away in my wardrobe cause autumn is here :(

det kanske finns hopp för dagens ungdom

- Asså jag började typ grina för jag var så kär i Emma då... Men nu är det lugnt, hon är schysst.
- Du är fett nära din farsa va?
- Mmm...

(två små tonårskillar på röda linjen mellan hornstull och liljeholmen)

ögongodis

Som plåster på såren för hela tillvaron, kolla in det här.

randomness

I miss my green plastic sandals and my feet are cold.

Den mätta dagen är aldrig störst, den bästa dagen är en dag av törst (Karin Boye quote). At the toilet at Trädgården, the best of summer in Stockholm. Teenage nostalgia and nice memories from this summer. Not sure I wanna go back though.

Two amazing posters...


The best Folke sticker yet seen (btw, SCUM manifesto is one of my favourite books)

And a robot for Maria, thanks for two horrible weeks, at least we survived, and the result is amazing.

All work and no play makes Lina go crazy. And no sleep makes Lina a dull zombie. I don't know what to do. Well, actually I do - I should keep up the "good" work with the contract law. But I'm loosing my pace and this term is too much of random evil, Kafkaism, smugness, stress, disappointment and pointlessness.

Tomorrow is the opening of another street art exhibition. Don't like them openings... But it's an accomplishment and now there might be time for some sleep and for keeping up with the terrifying pace of C2.