Pattern weft: my 2 ply handspun cotton (spun from Easy To Spin Pima cotton top) Warp: golden cottolin; crackle weave threading with summer winter treadling |
My motto: I live life
slowly.... (exceptional efforts exist on twin-sitting days). As the
weather heats up, I slow down even further. But... I do find that
small, steady efforts - even at a slow pace - yield results.
Band: blue pearl cotton pattern weft on golden cottolin warp; crackle weave threading with summer winter treadling |
I completed the finishing processes on
my experimental woven samples: two narrow bands and two table
runners. They are hemmed and washed. The table runners are not very
long. Perhaps I should call them table loungers. The length looks
good on my table.
Table runner: patterns wefts: blue pearl cotton and Heirloom 8 ply cotton in yellow; golden cottolin warp; crackle weave threading with summer winter treadling |
I feel very happy with the look and
feel of the samples, especially the one I wove with my handspun
cotton as weft. I feel encouraged to keep spinning cotton yarn and
start planning next winter's weaving project: more cotton fabric,
perhaps handspun weft with fine commercial cotton warp?
Table runner. Pattern weft: my handspun white Pima cotton 2 ply; Warp: golden cottolin; crackle weave threading with summer winter treadling |
I haven't yet completed the finishing
(sewing and washing) processes for the two main woven pieces from this
project. I bought blanket binding for their edges, but forgot matching
thread. I managed to find a small amount of almost matching thread in
my thread box, located my magnifers and a torch, borrowed a
screwdriver from my husband and set about figuring out how to adjust
the bobbin tension on the sewing machine. Success! I sewed the
binding on one end of the woven fabric and promptly ran out of
thread. No more sewing until we make another trip to town. Once I
have thread, I'll sew in the cool of the morning as it's getting too
hot to sew in the shed under the tin roof.
Without air conditioning during
tropical summers, we have a few cool hours in the morning to get
energetic things done, as well as anything else that requires thinking. Then the increasing heat slows body and brain.
We don't fight it. Only mad dogs and Englishmen go out in the mid-day
sun.
Post by M in JaM
Photos by J in JaM
No comments:
Post a Comment