Thursday, October 1, 2009
Finally getting some photos on computer for potential blogs....today I spent much of the day in the gallery at Camp with open sign out, but few visitors. It was very cold without any heat turned on yet, but I wove...wove off the old warp, wound on a new one so very orange, the very colors I seem to exclaim over as we drive through the foliage change. I love winding the warp, choosing the colors to play together, to make the conversation of color mood I want to express. I use more colors in blending than most chenille weavers, because I have such a deep color love, but I cause myself some grief also as the threads tangle in their groupings and I am forever moving the tangles back as I weave forward. Bruce said, as he watched me today threading the loom, "There is so much more to weaving than anyone might imagine." It is a whole effort, but to combine threads like paint in subtle hues and then to pass the shuttle row by row and watch the inches grow into a scarf...there is some magic in it still for me even after more than 35 years of weaving....and folks still crave these chenille scarves so I continue to let them come through me as the days get cooler and the need for warmth is so present.