Drafting Zone

In my early days of learning to spin wool, I used a drop spindle and a method called Park & Draft. This was a lovely way to slow down the process of spinning into simple steps whereby you Park the spindle under your arm while you draft the fibers before letting the twist you had … Continue reading Drafting Zone

Today

Today I would a weaver be... Who knows what will become of me? *** Perhaps I'l ride on magic rug And sip hot chai in frothing mug. *** Or maybe wrapped in blanket warm I'll watch the coming thunderstorm *** Cocooned in woven warp and weft 'Til all the stormy days have left. *** Or … Continue reading Today

A Felted Life

In the community of merry makers I have the privilege of leading, we have been felting knitted bowls. It is a fairly simple, yet interesting process to felt the "fabric" of what you have knitted and to watch it become the thing you were aiming for, or perhaps become something else entirely. Much like placing … Continue reading A Felted Life

Wonder in Wood & Wool

What would be the chance that the wood from which my spinning wheels were made is the very same wood from which the manger was crafted - in which He was laid as a babe in swaddling cloth? Is it silly to imagine that the very table of the Last Supper might have been hewn … Continue reading Wonder in Wood & Wool

Against the Warp

While The Experiment still goes on, although with slightly less robust attention, I am filling the time for creating I have each day with spinning and tapestry weaving. Even though the slightly delirious tap, tap, tapping on my shoulder of weaving yards of cloth beckons me, I am fixing the blinders on to remain with … Continue reading Against the Warp

Growth

A tapestry grows much like a plant does, or a tree...from the bottom up. There may be rare times when a weaver might work a few passes of wool up higher on the warp. But most of the time we work from a foundation of warp-spacing weft and the building of over-under color, tamped down … Continue reading Growth

Spinning My Wheels

I stepped into an elevator. I was the only one in it and as the door closed I looked for a button to push. One single silver button was barely visible in the oddly painted interior of this elevator. I pushed it and immediately I began going up. But not for long. The elevator stopped. … Continue reading Spinning My Wheels

Loose Ends Meet Warp

Recently I’ve been diving into the chaos of my snippet jar. So many yarn ends from past knitting projects and weavings, piled in a glass bowl, whisper possibility. Life can feel much like this. Loose ends. Chaos. Disorganization. Bits of this and that which don’t seem to add up to a whole lot of anything. … Continue reading Loose Ends Meet Warp

Coffee Spin

While the coffee brews, I pick up my spindle with the delightful pink wool and I spin to the music of gurgles and drips. I don’t know why I do this. I am enthralled by the swirl of color and fluff, sparkle and texture, flowing through my hands. I grin at twirling a yo-yo-like wooden … Continue reading Coffee Spin

Marisol & Me

Oh Marisol, Marisol... Your given name says it all- Merry-go-rounds and parisols, Wide-eyed adventures, stories untold. *** Yet hearth and home, heather and loam, They call you back, n’er to roam. Content to spin yarns of shalom And scatter joy here in my home. *** Let us whirl our wool and sparkled light Sipping tea, … Continue reading Marisol & Me