I finished the bamboo scarves today, and I will have to be satisfied with how many I wove, because there is just not enough time to make more, at least not in time for the open house.
I will still make them, and put them on my web site, just because I like them.
They are really nice, if I do say so myself.
I am convinced that women aren't as concerned about intricate patterns, as they are with color and the feel of the fabric on their skin.
And these scarves are silky and soft!
I made the 5 shawls, too, which can actually be worn as scarves.
Then I made a caterpillar rug, because I don't have any in stock. I love them.
Tomorrow my goal is to get a rug started on every loom. And to make my world famous Greek honey cookies.
Just kidding, of course. They aren't world famous, but they SHOULD be.
I brought some old rugs home with me. They came in a box with a loom I bought a while back. I washed them, and because they had holes in them, I took them apart.
In the kitchen.
It made an awful mess.
Whenever I am in the kitchen cooking, or whatever, my mother appears, and wants to talk.
I usually ask her to help me, even with things I don't really need help with. It gets her away from the TV, it gives us a chance to chat, and she likes to feel that she is contributing.
The mess was my job.
Dear Lord, she drives me nuts sometimes, but isn't she cute?
And we got 6 rugs torn apart. What a job! It felt great to be finished.
I watched the Oprah show today. I usually never get home that early, but it was pouring rain, and it felt like a good day to be home.
The polygamous family that does the show Sister Wives was on. My husband actually watched it with me.
I kept trying to see what it is that makes that work for women. And I finally have concluded that what bothers me most about it, other than the ICK factor, and the double standard issue, is that I feel that these 4 women have set women in general back a couple of hundred years. My feminist self just doesn't get it.
Once in a while, someone asks me what I use for inspiration for my weaving. Or more specifically, what drives me. Where do these ideas come from.
Mostly, I think I come up with some of them because my brain is on overdrive a lot of the time, and I guess it is just like taking pictures. If you take 1000 of them, you are bound to come up with a good one once in a while. If my brain is speeding along every waking minute, it is sure to come up with something that just works. So I guess you could call it dumb luck.
Whatever it is, I am grateful for it, and happy that you want to come along for the ride.
I love having you.