This week I decided to tackle the False Satin Blocks in 10/2 mercerized cotton. I chose a buttery yellow for the weft. I sat down at this loom last week and simply could not do this. I was over thinking to the point where I just had to walk away. I didn’t understand what the selvages were doing, the sheds weren’t opening the way they were supposed to, ugh! (Of course if I had just waited and asked a question or two that might have helped). I spent the entire week fretting about this whole set up. 8 shafts intimidate me, I’m not sure why. I think it was just out of my comfort zone right then. I was looking for meditation last week, this week I was up for the challenge.
I sat down and wove this without a single issue this week. I think having my head in a different place made all of the difference. I wasn’t distracted.
Pam had to unweave a Navajo rug she was working on because there was a problem with how it was warped. She was trying to fix and then re-warp the frame. Her cat, Fred decided he would help her out.
Fred loves the studio. He is always there, waiting for a pat or cuddle (or food). He helped Pam read her measurements – we all know tempting any owner reading a paper of any kind is. I think he was just in tune to her frustration and was working on a little comic relief.
He did a very good job.
Half the yarn on the warping board.
Although it’s been very hot and humid I decided that I had to get another project on the loom – I needed the meditation. This will be a color study in Harrisville Shetland wool. There are 18 stripes of 18 colors. Each color intersects every other color, answering that question of how the colors work together. It’s also the first time I’ve done a multi colored warp.
My weaving instructor kept telling me to do this with the materials that I have but since I really didn’t have any I got this little kit from the Yarn Barn of Kansas. I love, love, love the Harrisville wool so I figured this was the safest way to go.
Warp on the lease sticks.
I wound 24 ends of each color then proceeded to the loom. I love how bright these colors are but with the heathered overtones that Harrisville is known for. This was very easy to thread into a standard twill -1,2,3,4 over and over with all of the numbers coming out even (my OCD loves this kind of project).
I love the way this looks as it progresses. A friend recently asked me how I could work with wool in this heat but you really don’t handle the fiber a lot while you are doing this – well, you do but it’s not like wrapping yourself in a wool blanket. Once the loom is warped and you start weaving you aren’t really handling the fiber that much. I also have a fan blowing on me from the back of the loom, that helps. I truly think weaving is much more of a summer craft than knitting or rug hooking because you don’t have to hold anything in your lap.
Next up slaying the reed. I should be able to do that tomorrow night and start weaving.
I spent the better part of 4 hours weaving last night. I am half way through towel #2 of 4 that have been warped. They are a twill design which shows up fairly well in the photograph with a colored stripe design that is simple to do yet quite pretty. This is substantial cloth, I can’t wait to use them.
This type of project is very meditative for me. The draft is simple so after an initial start up the weaving action becomes automatic. It allows me to think.
Christmas Eve is our family celebration, it has been this way for many, many years. It is 6 days away. I am not even remotely ready. I’m mostly not ready in my head.
This week has been one of the most depressing weeks I can remember. I’ve tried to stay away from most media because they just can’t seem to stay away from the shooting in Newtown. If it’s not that it’s someone screaming the gun control debate in your ear or how we’re falling off the fiscal cliff. It saddens me that there is no one in our government that can see beyond their next election. Our rights are being taken away from us at an alarming rate. Civil rights or copyrights, I know in the back of my head this can only get worse. The internet is such an ugly place. There are moments of brilliance but I have to say that not being connected is sounding better all the time.
So I weave. I knit. I hook rugs. I get out of my head with the use of my hands. My projects are becoming increasingly complex, I have to think about the process instead of what is going on around me. When my little projects are done I usually give them away and people are amazed. They don’t understand that it’s the process not the product.