Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Wild cherries are among the first to blossom in the spring in the Wisconsin woods. Most people
around here call them "Flowery May." When my friend's May baby was born, I tried to convince her to name the little girl Flowery. She smiled tolerantly, and named her baby Frances.
I try to translate my thrill at seeing Flowery May into linen and paper weaves. The gray linen warp threads are like the leafless trees and bark, and the suspended white flower are made of crisp, white, fluttery Finnish paper yarn. I also weave a soft focus gauzy window weave on the same warp, paperless, with wandering threads, a different version of the same dream.