All done and ready to gift. I have a bit of warp left over and intend to play with various combinations. You can’t change the threading sequence without cutting off the warp ends and pull them off the shafts, which uses a lot of yarn AND time, but I’m planning on hoping to making a warp sometime for just that purpose and weave little samples of all sorts of patterns.
Category: Weaving
Some yarny updates
Just a little collection of things I’ve been fiddling with since December, while running on half my usual steam. Just simple stuff, not very innovative but still making and learning, to help me keep up my spirits. I find this to be the best tactic for me, if I can’t unmuddle my concentration / imagination I can practise technical stuff or get some of the “administrative” tasks done (making a catalogue of my e-books and weaving videos so that I actually use them, for instance). I just don’t do well with staring at the ceiling for weeks, and I refuse to watch tv!
Perhaps winter
First winter day, and a promise of, but not quite real frost at least in this garden. It’s possible that I simply got out of bed too late, though! Uglemor has taken care of that bit of December greeting for me. š
Winter cloth
Once threading and sleying is done in many separate sessions to reduce the risk of headaches, weaving itself is mostly a breeze. This fabric has an unexpected design feature in the weft sequences, which I didn’t notice when making the draft, but I’m going ahead with it as is, since it’s not likely to fall apart. š
Serves me right for being too smart for my pants and not checking authorized pattern sources.
Being
“We can imagine a situation far back in time in which nothing in a person’s life could be singled out as one’s profession or line of work. If you had to grow or catch your own food, make your own clothes, dream up your own metaphors for the night sky, heal your own injuries, make your own love matches, concoct your own stimulants and sedatives, and in every way imaginable take care of yourself and amuse yourself, you had no profession or line of work. You were simply living; you were simply a human being.” (Eric Maisel)