Crazy as a Loom

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Glitch.


Just when I thought it was safe to take a deep breath, the FLU hit me.

Four whole days on the couch, flat out.  Unbelievable.

And a snow storm.  I mean, really, what else can you ask for?????

It was pretty.

And wet, and heavy, and costly, and COLD.


Then DH got sick, and L would only come in the house to bring me things,  and she came prepared:  mask on her face, and hand sanitizer in her pocket.
I don't blame her a bit.




Today, I think I will live.  I'm hungry, after what seems like a long time with no appetite at all.  And I want to weave.  I can't remember being away from my loom this long, except when we went south.

This is the way I left my loom last Thursday, and it sat here untouched for 5 days.  OK, 4, I had to try to weave a little on day 5.
I was exhausted in short order.



The coughing jags are what really get to me.

This is my last baby wrap warp, so it's kind of a relief on the one hand, and sad on the other.



 I have all kinds of ideas about what I want to weave next, so I have a feeling that the freedom from custom orders will be  enjoyable, after all.


I love this loom, just saying.


When Lois decides it's all clear over here, this is what she is working on.



In the evenings, Sydney  parks herself on my body...yes, I'm UNDER her.  and she's settled in.



Tonight I said, no way, I had fringes to twist.


Hopefully tomorrow, I will feel even better, and I will be back in business.


But for right now, I need to go check out the backs of my eyelids.   Badly.


Sunday, December 3, 2017

Sunday prattle.


I have long loved "verdigris".......so when I saw this photo collage, I knew I wanted to put it into my weaving.





This is the first time I have tried a gradation warp sectionally.   It was a lot of winding spools, and rewinding, and rewinding.
It worked, and I think that I will be better at it next time, now that I've done it.

Of course, L and I pretty much rock at sectional warping, we've done it so many, many times.




The good, good news is that last Monday, something clicked in my head, and since then, my headaches are much, much better.

After 3-4 weeks of misery since that massage on my neck, the relief is more than I can describe.
Do I have a headache?   Oh yeah, but it is nothing, truly, it is DOABLE.  It is the daily headache that I have all the time, and most often don't even think about.

I can weave, sew, bake, walk, do whatever I want.  It doesn't hold me hostage on the couch, wondering how long I can withstand it.

It's ok.   Unbelievable, but ok.



This color moves me so.     I am only sorry that I put just 20 yards on.  I should have put more.

This is the most beautiful sight, to me.   Threads aligned and shimmering in the light, ready to be woven, waiting for my imagination to transform them.


    Roy continues to fail.   Diabetic Miss Puss cries in the night.  Dirty White Boy has disappeared.
It's a day to day thing.  It all hurts, but they all make up the fabric of this life of mine.



With the feeling of bricks on my face GONE, I have been a whirlwind this weekend.   I feel like a kid let out of school, a prisoner on parole.
My list of to do stuff didn't stand a chance.  I flew around this old house, crossing them off one by one, cleaning, organizing, moving stuff, making it mine again.
I woke up this morning, and thought, "thank you, thank you," the feeling of day to day normalcy washed over me.  Life without that crushing headache, without the fear that something else is happening inside your head, something that you can't even see, ah......it's priceless I tell you, priceless.


“Some people grumble that roses have thorns; I am grateful that thorns have roses.” —Alphonse Karr


Thursday, November 30, 2017

Sweet things.


Well, first off, the last three days, my headache has seemed to let up, after a few weeks of misery.

Is it the weather???  High pressure, sunny, blue skies???

Or could it be the acupressure I've been practicing on my face???

I'm not sure why , but I am very positive that I am grateful.


Youngest daughter and little ones came today for a visit.  That makes it one of my happiest days.

And while they were here, I got  my daughter to model some of the clothes that I have just finished.





I am on a mission to fill the clothes rack with Möbius shawls and other stuff.



It photographs better with a model, rather than just being on a hanger.



She had a helper.





That same little helper wanted to make cupcakes.


The REAL truth was that she wanted to get into the SPRINKLES.



Headache, headache stay away.........I have two little ones that I dearly want to watch grow up.


We had to have a little fake birthday party.



I may be exhausted, but it's for a good cause, and I will do it every chance I get.



Tomorrow?   There's a warp calling my name.



And a quiet weekend ahead.


Days like this make slogging through headacheville worth doing.


Friday, November 24, 2017

Just this.



The guild show is over, and it was a very successful venture.   My stock of towels and möbius shawls is much depleted.

There are only 11 towels on my shelves, only because I didn't finish them in time to take them.




These turned out extra large.




DW aka Dirty White Boy, has warmed up to us quickly.
He now follows me around the yard, lets me pet him, and in the morning, he is at the door at 6am with the other two, waiting for breakfast.


He's very bony, and very obviously has not been neutered, but it's in his future, trust me.

Today I came in from outside, turned around, and he was in the dining room with me.  He must have scooted through the door before it closed.
Thankfully, I got him outside before the three girls INSIDE saw him.
I think there would be war.


This is my new wall hanging, I have it over the couch.   I bought it from a fellow weaver, at the guild show.
Those are twisted paper leaves hanging from the top.   I love it.


I put together a warping trapeze, with L's help.  We tried putting a warp on with it, but I did a lousy job of spreading the warp in the raddle, and we finally gave it up.

We'll try it again one of these days, and hopefully we will have better luck.



New warp on the AVL, this is going to be shawls.

My time weaving baby wraps has come to an end.  It was nice while it lasted, but new regulations are making it impossible for small businesses like mine to make any money.  The testing requirements are expensive and, in my opinion, cumbersome.
Too much trouble.
2018 is going to be a year of weaving just what I want.



I got sucked into the baby wrap world, it was fun for a while, but exhausting, too.
It's not what I want in my life right now, so the regulations have really made it easy to bow out.



Quiet days, weaving in my studio, that's perfect.





I don't really need much, I don't really want much.
I have a great family, and good friends.
I love my home.
I have lots of toys in my studio to keep me occupied and focused.


My "wish" of course, is a headache that I can live with.
That's all.
It seems so simple.



But I know that it's not.






Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Minutiae


DWB, short for Dirty White Boy, has found the kitty solar house.   He has been it in for the most part for a couple of days and nights.
He appears to be quite proud of himself.



Momma....that's me, apparently.....ordered him a cat heating pad to put in it.  I'll have to remove the straw, and hope that doesn't upset the apple cart.
Of course, I will have to wait until he wanders off to put it in there, but at least I know he won't freeze this winter.

DH was in his shop this afternoon, pounding away, and DW never budged.   He's not giving up his spot.

Goldie is the only smart one, he already has taken over the heated cat house in the loft of the barn, and every morning, he comes down from there, when breakfast is served.

Bubbalee, is a little diva, and likes to make her own decisions......so anything I have thought would keep her warm at night, and make her life better, has been rejected by her.
SHE has decided that the tote on the front porch that was left sitting there, is a good BED.
So I took the  other heated cat house that I bought for her, and opened it up, and put it in the tote......and plugged it in.
And Lord have mercy, she has spent the last two nights in it.



Now to figure out how to keep the wind and snow out of it.  I was thinking of putting a metal table that I have right over it, and then attaching some kind of insulation board on three and a half sides.  Of course, it will have to be done a little bit at a time....or she will get spooked.

I woke up this morning, thinking about old friends.  Where they are, what they're doing.  How, and why, we lose track of each other.
Sometimes, there's no real good explanation.


One last thing about cats.
My daughter moved this weekend, and she gave me this.
Only one small problem.  Sydney is too FAT to get to that top one.   I guess I could put a plant on it. :)


We've been weaving up a storm, getting ready for the Hudson Mohawk Weavers' Guild Show, which is this weekend in Latham, N.Y.







As you can see, I'm doing more clothing.  As of January, there are new baby wrap regulations, and I don't want to play.
Clothes are more fun, anyway.  I make what I like, what I want, and I am not working at anyone else's whim.
It's perfect, actually.


Since I've been sewing a lot this year, I looked for, and found, this great little cart.   From Target.

I took all the stuff off my sewing and serging tables, and now I can work without knocking things on the floor.




This is an 8 harness draft that Lois has been working on.   It really rocks.


I came full CIRCLE, back to CIRCLES, I must admit, I love them.


And I am still loving my new Compudobby....it's amazing.



So a couple posts back, I told you about my "neck" massage, and the headache that followed......every single day.........then this last weekend, it really ramped up.  I felt like I had bricks on my forehead, across my eyes, over my nose.   I was pretty laid up on Sunday, it raged on all night, and I woke up Monday morning with it still.   After I let Roy out, I lay on the couch, since it was still dark.  I put the heating pad over my face.  I have no idea why.  I usually put it on my neck.
At any rate, I woke up an hour later, and my sinuses were draining like crazy!!
So as soon as I could, I went to the pharmacy and bought some Claritin, with pseudophed, came home, and took one.
Within an hour, the bricks lifted.
Still a headache.
But it's MY old headache, and I can live with it.
I can't, however, live long with the brick headache.

So, strange as it may sound, I am grateful.  Beyond belief.


Welcome to my world.

Because every thread counts

Because every thread counts