Having the honor to meet and visit with this group of women was an experience that is just set apart from the rest of the trip. Demetrio drives a ways (I forgot how long it took) to visit with and purchase hand (spindle) spun churro wool from women in this small village. I watched as… Continue reading The Spinning Ladies; Day 6
Pecan and Zapote Leaf Dyeing : day 5
I'm sitting in my cozy home now. I just helped R with his trains. He wanted to tape them together. He's really into tape. I end up tracking pieces of it everywhere around the house. My slippers make a "speck, speck, speck" noise as I shuffle around the house dodging legos and baby dolls. I… Continue reading Pecan and Zapote Leaf Dyeing : day 5
Market and Wild Chamomile dyeing : day 4
How I LOOOOVE exploring new places by shopping. I don't care what kind of shop I'm in or discover, I want to check it out. After our hearty breakfast, we caught the bus right outside the B&B to Tlacolula Sunday market. Here they have EVERYTHING. And I came back with EVERYTHING. The smells of roasting… Continue reading Market and Wild Chamomile dyeing : day 4
Cochineal : day 3
I'm not a great student. Listening has always been an issue for me. Just let me see with my hands & hear with my eyes & I'll create what I think is best. That practice has not always worked for me. However, when it comes to experimenting with the cochineal bug dye, the possibilities are… Continue reading Cochineal : day 3
Mordant and Design : day 2
Well, my plan for posting while away didn't pan out. I was consumed with weaving, dyeing, & exploring so much- which is how it should be. But I'm back home now settled in with my loves. Unpacked & stories told. My idea of sharing about my trip here isn't a tutorial or even a blow… Continue reading Mordant and Design : day 2
Oaxaca Journey : day 1
This trip has been two years in the making. Traveling with close fiber friends to learn from master dyer & weaver Demetrio Bautista Lazo of Teatitlán De Valle, Oaxaca, Mexico. I first met Demetrio in 2010 in my first year as an instructor at Medomak Fiber Arts Retreat in Washington, Maine. I had done only… Continue reading Oaxaca Journey : day 1
Sketching = therapy
My background is in visual art. I never wanted to do anything else. With two degrees behind me, learned skills, experiences, favorite and not so favorite artists learned and nearly memorized by site, travel, and now a family of my own, I still always long to just study light. And movement. Water. And trees. Flowers.… Continue reading Sketching = therapy
Rug Dreams; designing my 1st rug
The progression of this project has been a graceful climb. As much as I hope my children will find what I do fascinating and want to partake someday soon, I also forget they still see me working and hear me talking about my latest project. I've given up on keeping things tidy and organized all… Continue reading Rug Dreams; designing my 1st rug
Wool Discoveries; rare wool breeds with Deb Robson
This class made my head explode. I woke up too early in my Vermont hotel room. Too excited to sleep for what the day may bring. Just the thought of driving through winding country roads early in the morning in Vermont to a place I’d never been was enough to thrill me. And keep me… Continue reading Wool Discoveries; rare wool breeds with Deb Robson
Showing up; (or) don’t wake me. I’ll wake you.
How does this happen? I shift clothes, toys. Change diapers, clear dishes. Stack drawings, throw away more dried up markers. Absorb more tears and snot. Talk less to adults and spend even less time with my hands in wool. How does this happen? I have a 4 year old and a 2 year old. They… Continue reading Showing up; (or) don’t wake me. I’ll wake you.