They’re a bossy trio, these materials of mine: wool, paper, milkweed. Ahem. Excuse me: Wool. Paper. Milkweed. Quite the triumvirate. Indeed I wrote “of mine” as though I have a say. But as you’ve seen, any one (or all three together), could commandeer a day, a month, a year or a decade regardless what plans I might have thought I had.
Oh my dear creative friend! Would that I could write the copacetic journey of your collaborating fibers -- but that will have to wait for another time. Thanks so much for sharing your days!
Stunning display of milkweed ,paper and wool..so mystical..again so much fun to see you do shadow weaving! Dancing in the shadows with your fingers! Hope you had a happy holiday..
One could blather on about a blithering idiot, but I don't know the word "blether." You made some CHOICE connections today in this illustrated missive. My hat is off to you!
so the gusset landed in my inbox and with all of the little somethings that have arrived today, my birthday, it brought joy. to be as old as i am and be able to walk a few miles daily and use hands and brain is more joy, but best of all may be that we got to talk togehter about paper and fiber and all the things. give beryl a hug for me.
Blithering is part of a phrase describing incompetence, so no, not that. Blethering sounds like a lost sheep. Nope. How about great narrative sweep with an onrushing cadence, carrying the reader along in its torrent, in her little coracle? That's much closer to this reader's experience.
You remind that we are all connected. There is the calming joy of it. As when I re-read Braiding Sweetgrass. I absolutely love the tapestry of your sweater directions/notes. I am always loathe to throw those slips of paper away, and now I won’t be able to!
Love it that Beryl got to pick the code for the Fringeless class. Or I assume so. You're convincing me to try nontraditional materials and I haven't even mastered the traditional ones yet? Or is there mastery...or just never-ending learning?
And what is that fantastic contraption that spins and looks as though it easily folds into a handy case?
You describe the pull of many facets of life. I feel this as well.
I spent the better part of the day in my studio- organizing, rearranging, finding, making space. No weaving happened but it felt nourishing to be in the presence of wool and cotton and linen and those lovely looms with works on them or not.
Terrific, indeed! Your shared meanderings are many things, delightful or serious, with the occasional loose moose for excitement, but I'm not sure blathering is the right word (or blithering or blethering) as fun as it is to say. I think of blather as foolish and boring, like certain blithering idiots who've even gotten themselves elected to public office! .... But some particulars: I wonder how the coffee filter "net" at the end of your charkha spinning video becomes the long strip you spun. Do you snip alternating sides? .... And have you already finished knitting those brightly colored commercial yarn sweaters for your peeps? Will we see them? .... Fun peering through the warp veil at you weaving. ... Thanks, as always, and cheers to you and Beryl.
I like that word, blathering, too! It reminds me of meandering. Of purposely looking (or talking) about some contemplative thing. As to connections... well, I was delighted to read your meandering thoughts on that! I'm reading a book called Your Brain on Art and in one of the early chapters, they talked about how our eyes take in information - all the various bits of anatomy that work together so we can see. When I read that, I was taken with so much delight! What a marvel of engineering we are. What a marvel of brilliant engineering our ecosystem is. Our universe. The creative energy that built us and everything and made everything work in harmony so beautifully. What a miraculous marvel! I get positively giddy when I think of such things. It makes me feel like we and all there is IS connected. And maybe that is a fanciful collection of thoughts. But they make me feel... well... connected! So I wholeheartedly adopt those thoughts because why not?
Oh my dear creative friend! Would that I could write the copacetic journey of your collaborating fibers -- but that will have to wait for another time. Thanks so much for sharing your days!
Stunning display of milkweed ,paper and wool..so mystical..again so much fun to see you do shadow weaving! Dancing in the shadows with your fingers! Hope you had a happy holiday..
One could blather on about a blithering idiot, but I don't know the word "blether." You made some CHOICE connections today in this illustrated missive. My hat is off to you!
so the gusset landed in my inbox and with all of the little somethings that have arrived today, my birthday, it brought joy. to be as old as i am and be able to walk a few miles daily and use hands and brain is more joy, but best of all may be that we got to talk togehter about paper and fiber and all the things. give beryl a hug for me.
Blithering is part of a phrase describing incompetence, so no, not that. Blethering sounds like a lost sheep. Nope. How about great narrative sweep with an onrushing cadence, carrying the reader along in its torrent, in her little coracle? That's much closer to this reader's experience.
I look forward to each and every post!
You remind that we are all connected. There is the calming joy of it. As when I re-read Braiding Sweetgrass. I absolutely love the tapestry of your sweater directions/notes. I am always loathe to throw those slips of paper away, and now I won’t be able to!
Love it that Beryl got to pick the code for the Fringeless class. Or I assume so. You're convincing me to try nontraditional materials and I haven't even mastered the traditional ones yet? Or is there mastery...or just never-ending learning?
So fun for me to watch you working at your weaving...stay warm my friend 🥶
And what is that fantastic contraption that spins and looks as though it easily folds into a handy case?
You describe the pull of many facets of life. I feel this as well.
I spent the better part of the day in my studio- organizing, rearranging, finding, making space. No weaving happened but it felt nourishing to be in the presence of wool and cotton and linen and those lovely looms with works on them or not.
With joy I read your words each week.
Cheers
Terrific, indeed! Your shared meanderings are many things, delightful or serious, with the occasional loose moose for excitement, but I'm not sure blathering is the right word (or blithering or blethering) as fun as it is to say. I think of blather as foolish and boring, like certain blithering idiots who've even gotten themselves elected to public office! .... But some particulars: I wonder how the coffee filter "net" at the end of your charkha spinning video becomes the long strip you spun. Do you snip alternating sides? .... And have you already finished knitting those brightly colored commercial yarn sweaters for your peeps? Will we see them? .... Fun peering through the warp veil at you weaving. ... Thanks, as always, and cheers to you and Beryl.
Thanks, Sarah! Comrade in fibers....
You are pure blessing- sending hugs from Oz
I like that word, blathering, too! It reminds me of meandering. Of purposely looking (or talking) about some contemplative thing. As to connections... well, I was delighted to read your meandering thoughts on that! I'm reading a book called Your Brain on Art and in one of the early chapters, they talked about how our eyes take in information - all the various bits of anatomy that work together so we can see. When I read that, I was taken with so much delight! What a marvel of engineering we are. What a marvel of brilliant engineering our ecosystem is. Our universe. The creative energy that built us and everything and made everything work in harmony so beautifully. What a miraculous marvel! I get positively giddy when I think of such things. It makes me feel like we and all there is IS connected. And maybe that is a fanciful collection of thoughts. But they make me feel... well... connected! So I wholeheartedly adopt those thoughts because why not?
Thank you so much as always for your newsletter ♥️ it’s like an open window and cold fresh air on the face of my mind
Delightful! I'm glad I'm not the only one who has conversations with my art materials and other things surrounding me.