I know I’m probably not the first fibre artist blogger to use the term. I know it’s a bit…obvious, but it’s also exactly what I’ve been doing.
In the time since my last post I attended the Expo, went to Belgium, Scotland, and Ireland, redesigned my studio, had a lovely bunch of visitors, and got a (very time-consuming) puppy. It has turned into a bit of an extended hiatus for Berwick Weaving Co., but that’s the beauty of working at your own pace, by your own rules, right?
With the beginning of August, though, work will soon begin again. I feel a strong urge to get my hands in the wool again, to design and work with colors, to have those stretches of real peace when working with the rhythm of the loom. There’s a quickening, when I think of the work I’m going to really get my hands into this Fall.
All of that reverie, that woolgathering, is where creativity comes from. Without it, I’d be a machine just cranking out woven goods.
Here then, is a gallery of those things that have provoked my dreamy imaginings for the past few months. Everywhere, there’s a feeling or a colour, something to translate into woven work.