On Saturday, I set aside nagging doubts and made my first fresh-leaf indigo vat with leaves from plants grown in northern Wisconsin. And it worked!
Usually, I don’t stress that much about experiments that might fail. But with a limited supply of fresh leaves, I was more than a little afraid a mistake could cost me a whole growing season.
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My family has a code phrase for things that are a big deal: If you don’t fully understand why but you hear the helpful phrase, “It’s a $7 ham,” you know it’s something to celebrate. This week, two new looping treasures have come into my life. One is a gift that adds another another layer to the tale of two bags I wrote about last time. The other, an out-of-print book, is a $7 ham (cue the confetti).
This nettle fiber Akha bag arrived in the mail this week, an unexpected and cherished gift from my friend Tressa Sularz.
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Two new (to me) bags came into my life this summer. They brought two new people into my life, at two different events, and two new examples of looping from different parts of the world to spark conversations when I carry them.
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Today, I gave myself permission to ignore my to-do list (prep for Sievers workshop next week) until afternoon. By then, I should have a huge accumulation of laundry washed and hung to dry. In between trips to the clothesline, I need to download a huge accumulation of stuff from my head. Some are things I wish I had taken better pictures of, or better notes, or any pictures or notes, because I think you would find them inspirational. Others may be of no interest to anyone but me. But it’s hard to be tidy during a mental house-cleaning, so here’s goes.
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For the 15 years I’ve been a traveling fiber arts instructor, I’ve tried to provide most of the materials for workshops I teach. As a student, my personal pet peeve is getting an extensive materials list for an event and not needing those things after I’ve carted them through connecting flights. And I know people appreciate materials and preparation that show respect for students’ time and money.
I’m almost packed for a two-week road trip that will take me to two conferences. The first is the Midwest Weavers Conference. I’ve been teaching at this biennial event since 2005, and it’s one of my favorites. This time I teach three different workshops — one full-day, two half-days. They’re topics I love, or I wouldn’t have proposed them. But they’re short teaching time frames.
Short workshops often mean more instructor preparation. Like basting fabric to stabilizer and pressing seam allowances so 16 students can focus on stitching and possibilities in the three hours they have with me. As a student and as an instructor, I know the disadvantages of having prep work done for you. But I understand why short time frames are standard at many conferences in the United States.
I had planned to remain the instructor with the short student materials list and the long instructor preparation to-do list for as long as I can manage it. Or at least, that’s the plan for events I can drive to and classes for which materials can reasonably be shipped. But I may rethink that on my way home from the second conference.
That’s the Willow Gathering at Luther College in Decorah, Iowa. I’m not teaching there. My friends Jo Campbell-Amsler and Lee Zieke Lee organize the event, and I’m going to act as Conference Auntie. That way Jo and Lee can take workshops without the frequent interruptions that come when a bunch of people are living and learning in unfamiliar surroundings. And I can study other instructors’ teaching methodology. The Danish basketmakers I met there last year gave me much to think about.
But what about you? What do you see as the pros and cons of short workshops, longer workshops, instructor-supplied materials, student-supplied materials, different teaching models… Hit Comments and give me something to think about on the drive. I always appreciate your input!
Having a jar of willow bark alkaline extract sitting on the shelf comes in handy when you need some quick color. This is silk ribbon and silk cord immersion-dyed in liquid from the jar of willow bark extract I’ve been working on since last fall. I just keep topping off the liquid in that jar, adding a bit of soda ash when I do.
The color on silk from this method is much like the buff color of willow boiled or steamed with the bark on before peeling. But in this case, no heat is applied to extract the color from the bark — only when I simmer the fabric.
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Last week I made a trip to Iowa’s historic Amana Colonies to visit with basketmaker Joanna Schanz, who curates the Philip Dickel Basket Museum Gallery. The looped white pine bark egg gathering basket I made last winter is now on exhibit there. And there’s nothing like a long drive to help me sort things out in my head. I spent some time thinking about bases, but also about making do, making things that are useful, and making friends.
First, making do: This coiled bread rising basket is one of the samples of historic Amana baskets that complement the work of contemporary makers in American Baskets: Made To Be Used. Notice the different colors? Different materials were used when this basket was repaired.
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After 10 days, the heads on my 25th anniversary roses were starting to droop. So I channeled my inner Morticia Addams and cut off their heads.
They’re in the freezer now until I have a chance to use them in an ecoprint project. I also pulled the stems out of the vase to let the leaves dry. When I’m ready to bundle, I’ll rehydrate the leaves with hot water.
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Inviting a bunch of friends to a party at your house is good incentive to get spring cleaning done. About the only time I had to take pictures, though, was while my braided hall runners were in the front-loaders at the laundromat. After 14 years, they still looked pretty good when they come out. Except for where the stitching needs to be repaired.
Generally I loathe stitching with a curved needle, but not in this case. It’s absolutely the right tool for the job of repairing a braided rug. I draped the rug over a bench and sewed up the gaps while we watched Mad Men on DVD one night.
I finally got to the top of the wait list for Season 1 of Outlander at the library, and am planning to mend jeans while I watch it. My new mending basket is all set up and ready to go. More on that another time. I see a spot I missed on that window.
Years ago, I read a rhyme used to help stake-and-strand weavers learn their craft. On a solo drive to a basketry conference in Michigan, I expanded that rhyme into an ode, recitations of which were so hammy that I’m glad there were no cell phone cameras back then. I found that poem again while cleaning last winter. Since April is Poetry Month, I give you An Ode To Willow Weavers. Feel free to post your own hammy YouTube video!