Weaving the concept, often is more of an influence than just an actual technique. It's in me, from way back, and it is the birth of cloth as I know it. Cloth's story.
Today I am stuck in a time warp.
Standing here with so much moving through me. I know that loom controlled weaving , well I am not really there in terms of weaving anymore. I prefer simple and more primitive. But it is all mixed up. After all, sewing is even weaving to me. Time is weaving. Thinking... weaving.
What forms might the memories of weaving take?
Considering Weave was hosted in 2014. Imagine that. Were you part of that? I was lying in bed last night thinking about that time and I ended up weaving in my sleep. This is the video I made for that class, concerning the bead loom. I have 3 in varying sizes, all great finds from here and there. And a lot of loose thoughts. Loose threads. And whatever time I have
left weft. To reconsider.
i think i took considering weave but wonder how i missed this video. i recently dug out my bead loom and warped a really long warp which is hard and a real pain to work with. but in looking at the video i had the idea that smaller warps would work for what i am doing. as someone who used to warp 5 yard warps those small bead looms are a piece of cake and no trying to figure out where you mis-threaded the heddles.
i’ve even been experimenting with my weft thread being silk threads from an unraveled piece of raw silk which is an interesting to do.
I realize there was a lot on that class…
these little loom are great for experimenting. in a pinch with out a lot of prep.
Thank you for posting the beading loom video. Easy is definitely encouraging for me right now, a big move ahead.
Yeah, well everything seems so hard lately…😎
I think the potato looks like a succulent. Very interesting.
strange right, it seem to be in some evolutionary stage
“Memories of weaving” my sister and I are experimenting with making bracelets from cut up scarves that belonged to an aunt who is recently deceased. Memory takes an interesting turn.
weaving of memories…
i will weave thoughts and feelings in looms made of trees
A very thin cloth…
Yes, I was in Considering Weave. And still have the bead loom, I bought for it.
Is it already that long ago?! Time flies. It was a very inspiring class.
yeah, I am taking it again myself, so long ago I can’t remember. ha!
love how weaving can be done on a big scale for the garden, there’s a clump of bamboo growing in an old septic tank (so it’s a renewable resource that won’t take over the garden at Dunmovin) Your thoughts on weaving here have me dreaming up some moon ladders for screening to make while I’m house minding for the neighbours next month.
Sounds great! Planning some garden fence tapestries this year if the biting bugs aren’t too bad.
Wandering is the skill, paths emerge as if by magic. That’s a line to remember!
it came to mind so quickly but it sounds about right…
I laughed when you said, super casually, I just throw it on the floor. 😄 To see little Soul-O again is a real treat. And yes, Considering Weave provided a foundation for me that I’ve used again and again. Thank you. I’m excited to see you at the loom again. Watching this I finally guessed that the lil stray I have was probably done on that small loom! Ha
There is a magic in fiber; wool, cotton, flax, hemp, and the alchemy of it becoming cloth that has been with us humans since our ancestors worked these things out. Nothing, in all this time, has been able to break us from that spell.
yes, it is really THE lesson of holding.
💚💚💚 beautiful meandering thoughts and words, you inspire me.
meandering is like weaving. it can hold thoughts together…
Reflecting more on meandering, (and grabbing my Roget’s Thesaurus to help me describe with other words) the holding together idea and using the idea of weaving as passing through and in, out, around – forming bonds, gathering strength and wandering alongside all the people and experiences in our life. We are:
• a traveler
• bird of passage
• a troubadour
I enjoyed that…
to weave on so many different scales as well. I have the small stuff, bead loom, etc but I imagine you ladies who can handle the large looms…too complicated for me but love where they take my mind. I have a small lavender-filled woven cushion that Dee made years ago. It still smells sweet. (cloth-weaving)
and I have some lovely yarn from friends…❤️
I used to be a weaver/technician for a large mill, but all that is too much now, I prefer the slower primitive approach.
Considering Weave was life-changing for me … opening a world of friendships with kindred spirits and broadening my mind to see so much more potential in cloth and thread than I had ever imagined possible
I remember you there…
Love seeing you weaving again 💙👍🏻
I’ve been meaning to post about how the cats bring me things…not the “usual” cat things but pieces of fabric or balls of yarn (been trying to hide those). Recently they have been bringing me some samples that I made during that class. I’ve been wondering if it was a hint. 🙂
there have been a lot of hints here, like mice in the attic that carried some weaving yarn from the basement.
I left a reply but it’s not posting (yet)
Love this picture of Soul-o. Remove the white part and he becomes a colt, maybe dreaming of running through the woods?
Oh you saw that too! black and white makemagic!
Ha. Yes. That’s great!
A delightful beginning, your weaving! I, too, am drawn to the primitive, but bead weaving looks interesting. I’ll just “weave” it at that..😆
not using beads, just the bead loom.
Yes I was a part of that. Just found a 2009 magazine with an article by you in it. Maybe I’ll post soon. That’s where I discovered you. The weaving techniques ended up being enormously important to me, so thank you for that! I think the potato looks like one of your creatures. A fierce one with silly hair.
and I had a blog in 2004, but I deleted it and it was about weaving, eek, at least I remember. Nobody on the web really knew me then. That potato is a bit like a stray self, ha!
I have several tapestry looms I made from stretcher bars and picture frames. I set one up when I’m in the mood to weave and have some warp and weft. Not dedicated to learning technique or strengthening skills, but indulging my wandering creative spirit. That’s what gets strengthened. My wandering creative spirit keeps me alive and sane. This is what I’ve learned from watching you. Thank you. Thank you. And thrice, thank you.
wandering is the skill, paths emerge as if by magic.