Yeah, once I get an idea like that in my head there's no exorcising it unless I just make it happen. It was just a personal challenge for myself: to make an Oh My Bear sweater, by Stephanie Dosen of Tiny Owl Knits, while in the Smoky mountains.
Isn't Stephanie the most most creative person? I love her Flickr stream. Great as this project was, I almost didn't make it. I already have yarn for several (ahem, fifty), intricate, winter sweaters in my closet. I also didn't really need a giant bear face in my wardrobe.... unless I did.
Thank goodness for steam blocking and spot blocking. They are my new favorite things! I laid a damp towel over Smokey and used the hotel iron on the wool setting to press him. Voila! He was suddenly smooth and fierce. I did the same thing in our one night at a hotel on the way home with the sleeves. They were knit in the camper or by the fire at night and they seemed a little too thin for the armholes. I seamed them together anyway so I could take these photos, but after steam blocking them, they stretched in width perfectly.
And wear it I did. I waited for another bear to show up, even had my ears on, but... nothing.
Echo and the Bunnymen? Well, like that.)
We had nothing to make noise with except to talk really loud. It was like dumb ad-libbing in a school play. My daughter threatened to kill me if I took a photo. Eventually he became as bored as the bears at Yosemite, shrugged, and climbed up the mountain, weightlessly. It was dark when we got to our car.
Anyway, I wore the bear hood this time, but no one came out to play.