Dogwood

New blooms on a more structured trellis, another transparency of linen and paper.  This one is going to Berlin!  Some sections were woven by passing 5 individual linen filled pirns back and forth by hand, no shuttle.  Now, the rya paper knots are reduced, for the simpler flower.  The knots are flat on the back of the weave, and look like stitches.  Ends are tied and twisted, held down by my sad iron,  then stitched back to make loops to slide over a birch twig hanger. An even dozen, like eggs, like roses, like 12 hours.

Thunder shower

It was suddenly raining this afternoon, with thunder.  A spring shower!  Here are my May flowers, off  loom now.  And, the stacks of damp bee boxes that keep luring my eye.

Flowery May

That time of the year again, when white cherry blossoms hang conspicuously,  here and there, on the hills,  among gray trunks of a leafless woods. Here I am,  back to my old barn loom, with a spaced linen warp of unbleached and half-bleach.  I'm weaving and rya-knotting  Finnish  paper yarn, and cut silk rags into flowery pieces to hang.   I'm still looking around for my plastic painting tarp to unweave for rya knots.

Feeling Good

All My Eggs is just off the loom, and floating free in the breeze! Now I'm going to have a beer!

Slow Progress

We had another flood in Avalanche!

I'm still threading in rya knots, using paper, linen, silk ribbon, and plastic. A piece of wool protects the weave from my hands while I'm working, and keeps the new threads from tangling in the surface already woven.