Showing posts with label wool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wool. Show all posts

Friday, January 20, 2012

goin' rovin'

 a furtive knock on my door
suppertime, dark
then quiet
 i stand slowly, go to the door,
turn on the light...nothing
or so i thought.
i opened the door to a strange box
a truck delivery. with a thought for the driver
who braved the ice
inside: roving from a friend
spinner's delight! 
a tweedy mix and pure white finn-gorgeous.
(and a directive)
thanks, carol dear!

Sunday, October 3, 2010

fiber=happy

yesterday i received a phone call from a friend, jody horwitz, who is a knitter. she asked if she could swing by my house and drop off something, i said sure, thinking it might be something for hannah, who worked for jody last winter at the yarn shop. well.
she gave me these beautiful mittens that were from a kit that leena sells. leena dyes her own wool from her flock with natural (cochineal and mushrooms in this case) dyes. this is fiberwork i could never do--oh, i could dye the yarns and raise the sheep, but never ever could i knit something like this. i was stunned, and so very pleased. and my hands will be warm and happy this winter.
a feather from a mourning dove, i think. on top of the cover of a rock book.
front cover and pages of rock book.
the rock books are coming along. all the pages for two are made, but not finished (!) and the third is in process. i have used badger paper and black walnut dye and daylily and mica as well as abaca and a variety of others that i harvested from my freezer and my yard. this has been a productive papermaking september and october for me. 
and i have news this week which i will share later on. right now, it's sunday evening. i must prepare for work (lessons!) and for being away a night. 
a little bit of abaca shifu, colored with pigment from carriage house. i made this paper 25 or so years ago, fully intending to use it right away for shifu. it's aged well. me, too!
the legs of a papermaker after an hour's work. pulp. water. happy. the sun helped dry me out. a sunny but quite cool day. winter's coming on.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

further up and further in

taking risks is vital. pushing a piece too far, making a mess, is the only way you'll ever be able to learn materials. working today on the text for changed. i don't know if i'll make tackets yet, or what kind of closure. or if i'll like the poem tomorrow, though i wrote it weeks ago. 
sewing vellum text blocks on shifu pages with rust dyed spun lokta thread. 
these pages were ecodyed last winter. a sandwich made of hollyhock and rusty metals. wrapped and put into hot water for several days. the woodstove the heat source. while i was sewing, hannah was unknitting her sweater.
beautifully made, however, she disliked it. and decided to make another use of the yarn, a lovely wool/mohair blend. it''s curly from unbecoming a sweater.
making a sweater or an artists' book requires taking risks and maybe trashing the work.  it doesn't matter how you feel about it. it matters if it's good.
and sometimes your risks are a disaster. this shifu was made from pattern paper. spun 25 or so years ago. and it eventually just shredded as i was removing it from the loom. this is after salvaging what i could. it just didn't work. i learned a lot. that's fine. 
there's an article over at hand eye i haven't read yet, but it's about jude hill. go take a look.

Contact Form

Name

Email *

Message *