This art/weaving business. Some days you've just got to talk yourself up and convince yourself you're doing just great and bluff about your own abilities. At least I do.It's been a whole week of it. Regardless of what I think, or what someone says, or more importantly what's happening on the warping board or loom or bobbin winder.
I think I'm a rather WYSIWYG kinda gal - "what you see is what you get" - so I'm not shy about discussing with you my various silliness/carelessness/stupidity in case you hadn't noticed. A few years ago I was told not to do this because it made me appear unprofessional, but me-the-weaver is the same person as the me-the-anything-else, so I couldn't be bothered having different personae. Besides, the person warping unevenly or winding back the cloth beam (I know, but there was a strange fold appearing!) or winding weft too close to the tip is me-the-weaver.
But even I gasp at the gaffs I witnessed today. Such a pity, because I had respectable tension and admirable selvedges. These were things I should have known better.
That's it today; no smart come back or a tidy ending; just me wondering if I'll ever get to a point where I don't have to pay attention to trivia and concern myself with higher things.
6 comments:
This is the very reason I always wind my weft by hand onto a ski shuttle:)
It happens to me (and all weavers I suppect) reasonably often. The skill is in the fixing!
Tomorrow is another day and
you captured a great image in the process!
Thank you, ladies. I am getting pretty good at extracting myself from all kinds of quandary, and I should take that as a kind of consolation. Uggggghhhhh!!
I love it! By the way, you mentioned Eau Claire Wisconsin. Did you just seize that name out of the air? I used to spend my summers there when I was a child.
Hi, Peg. I lived in Minneapolis and St Paul for 2 years in the 60's and 7 years in the 70's/80's. So Eau Claire being the eastern most point is true.
I hope I finish this warp this afternoon. I'm getting rather tired of it.
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