I had a life as a weaver.

October 12th, 2009

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I had a life as a weaver. I was given a loom that belonged to my grandmother’s cousin. It was an older four harness, counterbalance, home made, maple loom. It was very sturdy and very heavy. I still have it—stored in my attic. I have a smaller portable Harrisville loom which I still have set up in a guest room with the wild idea that I may use it again…
I also had a 60 inch AVL Dobby loom which I have since sold.

I mainly made clothing, enjoying the mix of colors and textures. I enjoyed details and designing clothing which made use of shapes as they came off the loom. I loved trying to figure things out.

Now the computer gives me all the “figuring out” I need but I still spin yarn from time to time. It’s sort of a Zen, meditative thing—and the yarn piles up and up.

My first loom

My first loom

Samples of my weaving are on Flickr.