Learning from and supporting Indigenous people is an important life long journey for me. Celebrating their work is something I also like to share with others. I loved knitting these up and they’ve been my go to mitts for a year now. Picking out my own hand dyed yarns was so easy and fun as… Continue reading Fingerless Lájish (mittens) by Jennifer Berg of Native Knitter
Cochineal, Soft Coral, Medomak Goldenrod, Juniper, Denim, Violet I’ve never loved a Sweater that I’ve made more. And I’ve made quite a few over the last 15 years. Knit from the bottom up in the round. I’ve knit a few from the top down in the round so I struggled with wrapping my brain around… Continue reading My Rainbow Dotted Sweater; the linnea pullover designed by bristol ivy
Downton Abbey is what I watched all through the clicking of this yarn that became a hat. I didn’t mean for it to go that way, but it worked. I liked imaging it would be something that Daisy would wear while heading to her farm for the day. I didn’t make a swatch for the… Continue reading My Shamrock Hat; tam o’sham designed by karendipity
Last October I took a solo trip to Ireland. These solo trips give me life. I had a very simple agenda; visit best friend, stay in favorite hotel, walk the fields and do dye experiments. I had yarn and salvaged silks prepped with alum before hand and a few basic tools like wooden dowels for… Continue reading Dyeing on the Road
I knew it was the right time of year. I knew we were getting enough rain. More than enough really. I knew to be patient. I knew to look near and under pine trees. And then I found them. Cortinarius semisanguineus will yield deep earthy reds when cooked in hot water with wool and silk… Continue reading Dye Hunting; finding the red mushrooms
It’s 2am and I have finally reached the end point of gathering all the data, inserting all the things, shaking my fists, swearing up a storm, jumping with glee, almost giving up, hitting brick wall after brick wall… but I finally reached the finish line. And just in time. I set this sort of arbitrary… Continue reading Shop’s Open!
I knew this would be the sweetest feeling. To see my babies, hold them & smell them & notice how they'd changed in 2 weeks. I decided while I was away, 2 weeks was too long. And painful. But seriously, mom's need an f-ing break. A break from making decisions, care taking, and putting herself… Continue reading Home Coming
Wandering in unknown places on my own or with just the right companion is one of my favorite things. Sam and I ventured out on the bus on our own into the city and thank goodness her Spanish is much better than mine. Exploring the market in the middle of the city was so gratifying.… Continue reading Oaxaca City : day 12
One more time at the market. One last day to finish this rug. One more ride through the village. My mom used to say I was burning my candle at both ends. Well, I do thrive to feel that fire coming from all directions. My rug just after it being cut off the loom. I… Continue reading Market Day and Finishing My Rug : Day 11
We've been at this dyeing and weaving thing for a while now. I live and breathe at the loom. I've never worked at a standing loom before, and my lower back took a toll everyday. I have to admit, as much as a serene, and total gift this whole experience was, there was still some… Continue reading Lichen and Indigo : day 10
