slowly she turned
Living the Slow life in North Carolina
Category: fiber art
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Before I move on with my day, let me post about this ongoing art project that began in September, 2013. Here’s what I wrote about it to send to India Flint for this project. Our family farm sits upon the site of a Native American village and mound site from around 900 years ago. In…
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British encampment at Guilford Courthouse Battle reenactment I have the house to myself today while my husband goes target shooting with his friends. Ten or so years ago we would have been at Guilford Courthouse National Military Park doing the reenactment of the Battle of Guilford Courthouse, one of the last battles of the American…
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This is the little valentine sachet I wove and stitched for my mother yesterday and today. Now it smells heavily of lavender in here, too much. I am surprised the scent is so strong because it came from a bunch of lavender I got 2.5 years ago from Matthews Farm Museum. I know I’ve missed…
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A woven cloth square with a soy batik sample that I made in one of Melanie Testa’s classes long ago.
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On this day I cleaned out my closet and stuffed a couple of garbage bags full of gently used clothes to donate somewhere. I also very carefully cleaned my grandmother’s quilt, which is very raggedy and an unfortunate shade of pink: I love the old fabrics, which I am guessing are from the 1930s but…
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Playing with a photo app on my Kindle, thinking about weaving tapestry again.
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Today is the first full day I’ve gotten off because of snow in a long time! I can walk to work and I don’t have children, so usually I end up going in. But the university was closed today. Yay! So I fired up the wood stove and played with weaving some denim strips. I…
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This is what you get for action photos of the kittens until I get the good camera fixed. Blue and orange has become my favorite color combination.
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This weaving has some preciousness – strips from my father’s flannel shirt, my husband’s linen shirt, my favorite pajama pants that I finally wore out. My mother gave me a lot of her old quilting scraps. They are a little too country gingham for my taste, but good for a little brightness peeking out from…
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I worked in the Back Forty putting down cardboard in anticipation of the load of mulch Sandy plans to get from the landfill, and pulled up some vines and weeds. But did I take photos? No. So, here’s another woven cloth square. I really like this one. Theo likes the fancy pillows.
slowly she turned 