Category: art
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Here’s the finished tapestry. I began another from the same design but I’m weaving it from the other way so that I have to use different, more difficult techniques. It will have a rosy pink background because the sight that inspired the design was the trees against the sunrise reflecting on the water. You’ll see…
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Morning view from my bedroom window Well, now I am really, really behind. I have another trip to blog and I hadn’t finished the April trip yet. AND, I go back to Pam’s cabin for another tapestry retreat in three weeks! So, here’s the rest of the scoop on the tapestry retreat with Archie and…
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I weave on the front porch as much as possible to take advantage of the natural light and the pleasant weather now. Here’s the progress on “Hammock View.” About half of this will be turned over for a hem, so I am not very far along at all. Good thing that I’m not in a…
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working with line
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Playing with fine lines in wee urban landscape tapestry on my little frame loom. This one is 4.5 x 4.5 inches and is designed from a photo that I took out of a classroom window at Fort Worden in Port Townsend, Washington. There was a wooden staircase next to the window and sidewalks and a…
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Here it is just before going into the weekend, when I hope to spend hours on it. Did I have a time with getting this correctly warped! It would have been fine the way it was, I think. I decided to remove the paper from the loom and retie the warps on the bottom. That…
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I’m wondering if I should rename it 50 Shades of Green. This will be the most complex tapestry I’ve ever done. I’m so excited about the challenge! This rascal is why I have to keep my loom in my closet.
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These were actually taken before Christmas, but they are probably still there and I love street art.
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I finished “98% Tapestry” well before midnight and my friend Susanne was there to photograph the cutting off. Now I’m working on the Philippine edge on the hems. I’m still unsure how I’ll mount it.
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This year I spent Thanksgiving weaving on my tapestry at home and Sandy and I ate dinner with the Martin/Baker family, a bunch of hooligans beyond compare, just my kind of people. Great cooks too. Here is what was on Susanne’s loom.
slowly she turned 