Nearly three months ago, on the evening of the last day of a tapestry weaving workshop, I landed in the ER at Baptist Hospital and didn't come out until three weeks later. Much like Alice in the story we all know, it felt like I dropped down a rabbit hole into a strange, albeit familiar, … Continue reading Alice in Weaverland
From where I sit, walking the treadles, threads reach out in front of me...a long narrow path, open to possibility, unknown, undiscovered. Rolled up underneath this path is what I wove yesterday. I can't see it. I try to remember the colors and textures of days gone by. Some I remember vividly, others blur and … Continue reading The Woven Way
