Driftwood from Merced River Makes its Appearance
Tonight I wove two pieces of driftwood from Yosemite National Park's Merced River into my piece and I love it. Wove in also a dozen of my favorite fabric strips from my rack. Those two additions made it a much better piece. Feels more organic, more original, more Lynda-like in every way.
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| Wood #1 |
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| Wood #2 |
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| My bench and my Bowl that I made a couple weeks ago-fabric covered clothesline, glue-gunned into shape. One handle wrapped with pink embroidery thread. Graham crackers, scissors and a multitude of shuttles rest atop the pattern book which I never even opened. |
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| Fabric strips woven directly into the warp. |
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| Got lots done tonight; I was feeling very creative when I chose the fabric strips. |
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The treadles of my loom-they raise the heddles to create the shed
where the shuttle goes thru. |
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The heddles and the rest of the warp.
I'm nearly finished with this part of the process !~! |
Littles have been Everywhere these Last Couple Weeks
Not a weekday has gone by that we have not had a Little here, or two some days. They're delightful to have around; they brighten the place immeasurably and keep us young in spirit and limber in body. I love them every one.
Piper and Ginger spent Sunday with us. We had so many adventures: Playground, swinging, picnicking, creating fabric art, eating, watching She-Ra Princess of Power, reading, talking about school and upcoming
birthdays.
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| Piper models her fabric sculpture proclaiming it a Wig, for now !~! |
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| Everyone loves fabric strips, don't they ?~! |
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| Who is this She-Ra character with a brother whose abs make me swoon ?~! |
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| Wyatt sits firmly now and can get himself in and out of most positions unassisted. |
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| Not quite crawling but it's Locomotion and he's getting places !~! |
He snuggles and rubs his face on my cashmere; I love a baby with taste. He wants to be involved in everything and gets around this hard wood floor so quickly that come late August when he returns full-time we will be hopping. Remember when all he did was lay in my arms and smile and barf ? Those days are gone...
