Nerd Wars Dissertation

Ok, so I'm still searching for the perfect dissertation to do for Nerd Wars, and I think I just might have found it. I looked back through past challenges for ideas, and came across the intellectual challenge for The Scientific Method.  I thought for awhile, and decided that I wanted my Question to be whether I could find a way to mathematically express faeries in a knitted item.  My Hypothesis is that I can find a way to convert a poem about faeries into binary code, and equate that with a 1=knit, 0=purl method to knit a faerie mystery pattern.

My Data Collection has led me to the poem The Stolen Child by William Butler Yeats:

The Stolen Child

Where dips the rocky highland

Of Sleuth Wood in the lake,

There lies a leafy island

Where flapping herons wake

The drowsy water rats;

There we've hid our faery vats,

Full of berrys

And of reddest stolen cherries.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand.

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wave of moonlight glosses

The dim gray sands with light,

Far off by furthest Rosses

We foot it all the night,

Weaving olden dances

Mingling hands and mingling glances

Till the moon has taken flight;

To and fro we leap

And chase the frothy bubbles,

While the world is full of troubles

And anxious in its sleep.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Where the wandering water gushes

From the hills above Glen-Car,

In pools among the rushes

That scarce could bathe a star,

We seek for slumbering trout

And whispering in their ears

Give them unquiet dreams;

Leaning softly out

From ferns that drop their tears

Over the young streams.

Come away, O human child!

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand,

For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Away with us he's going,

The solemn-eyed -

He'll hear no more the lowing

Of the calves on the warm hillside

Or the kettle on the hob

Sing peace into his breast,

Or see the brown mice bob

Round and round the oatmeal chest

For he comes the human child

To the waters and the wild

With a faery, hand in hand

From a world more full of weeping than he can understand

For my Data Collection I found a website that converts text to binary, which I've used to translate the poem into a knittable format.

Next, I will try entering some of the binary into a spreadsheet and chart it to see what type of garment would hold the pattern best, then I will make a swatch as my Experimentation process, after which I will Analyze the hypothesis by knitting a finished product, lastly posting pictures of my Conclusion for all to see.

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So I personally love the idea of being able to include clothing in swaps, but I know everyone's not comfy with it, so I will just list my measurements, and let you decide if you want to send me yours or not.  Just FYI, most swaps DON'T count supplies used to make an item towards total, so if we do swap clothes, make sure we both know what we're counting (so no-one feels jipped).

Bust: 33"
Waist: 27"
Hips: 37"
Feetums: 7 1/2

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