Where was I? Deep in the heart of the Essex countryside, in the Chelmer Valley (and on the Stansted flightpath) is Thaxted, a town that grew rich on three trades: thatching, cutlery and wool. And when I say rich, just look at the sumptuosuness of the buildings in this tiny market town:
the Guidhall, for instance
and Dick Turpin's house (yes, the Dick Turpin, as in "stand and deliver!"):
But best of all was the pargetting on many walls, instant knitting pattern inspiration...
giant cables:
entrelac:
basket weave:
and welted modular shells:
You'll probably have seen that shape in old knitted bedspreads and some of you will have seen a tiny cushion that I've made with this motif.
6 comments:
Oooh knitting on walls. How cool is that?!
So pleased to hear you're feeling better - and it looks like you've been having a fabulous time! Funny how we can find knitting inspiration in so many places!
hahaha... is wonderful! same patterns in the building and knitting.
I like your blog
Andrea
I love the sound of your expedition - I really should have more little adventures like that!
Lovely patterns!
I was searching for a technical term for the pargeting that you call 'welted modular shells'. (I saw a wall like this in Cambridge.) I'm not sure if your term is from the plastering craft but I love it! I also love the notion of 'knitting on walls.' Thank you.
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