I spent a whole afternoon threading up this loom and then I just could not stop weaving. My neighbor just happened to have this loom under her bed and agreed to let me use it for a while. I just love the feel of the hand-dyed and (I believe) hand spun yarn that was given to me by a friend. The colors so matched my mood that day and I so enjoyed seeing the pattern come to life with each and every swoosh of the shuttle. There are only about 30 warp strands across (about 6 inches), I have woven about a yard of it, and it is probably going to be perhaps 2-3 yards long. I will certainly run out of yarn before then...perhaps I can get creative and weave in some other yarn that I have made. I got my hands on this yummy Targhee wool that is exceptionally soft beautiful shades of purple and blue.
I am so blown away by this craft and I have amazed myself by not ever really noticing weaves before. Now I see it everywhere. Even in my own couch. Now I understand why they built entire weaving cabins to hold the larger looms for which they made all the cloth used to make all the clothing and linens for the whole family. Talk about chores! I only hope it does not become some sort of chore for me. Unless it is some huge project that I decide to embark upon, regular bolts of woven fabric such as cotton will more than likely be found at a fabric store...or better yet in thrift stores or the back of my closet. There is so much stuff already out there, I still hesitate to NEED anything new ever again. That is why I love repurposing things so much, because it makes old things new again. Anyway, weaving is my new, colorful and relaxing friend.
