Shirts

The pocket book is coming along. Probably should have used a template to get them all the same size and shape, but then the pockets are different sizes and shapes. Some with flaps, some with buttons, some stand alone. The cloths are different weights of silk as well as different colors. There is this one – a dreamy suede-like silk in a deep gold woven in a lovely shimmery flowery pattern – if the shirt had fit I would be wearing it!

All the shirts come from a thrift shop in the area. Great way to find a variety of different cloth. The shirts were originally purchased with the idea of ripping them up and combining them with some of my mudcloth into vests or whatever. They got as far as being washed and considered….

At least, now, they are being used. And I have plenty of scraps to work into my original thought.

Making those first cuts was the hardest thing….

Fibery Day

It seems it was a fibery sort of day for more than just me today.

Started off with a meeting of the creativity study group at the Weavers Guild – did a color and  drawing exercise with the group and signed up to lead next December’s project. From there I made a quick stop at Staples and then headed to Hancock Fabrics. I wanted to pick up some interfacing to use in the pocket book project.

While I was pondering the various thicknesses of interfacing, LD (one of the creativity group members that I had just met with) walked in! She had a felted sweater project she  needed to line. We shared ideas about each other’s projects, and in the middle of that discourse, JS (a woman from church) came in! She expressed great surprise and relief that I was there, proceeded to describe her fiber dilemma (the framing of a cross stitch piece with an irregular border) and both LD and I were able to give her some advice. Her husband thought it great that all the ‘experts’ were in the store!

And then when I was literally about 10 feet from the door on my way out (after deciding that one of LD’s suggestions would work and I didn’t need any interfacing), in walked IH (another Weavers Guild member who has been out of the country lately)! LD and I both chatted her up for a bit. Can’t remember her fiber need, but she is a dollmaker – I expect that might have been her interest today.

Back home, I was able to bury a bunch of ends in the arm socks that are finished, knit a bit more on one of the pairs still needing work, and fiddle around with the pocket book pieces a bit more today. Raised the ph on some of the black mud to get it good. And munched on a bunch of celery pieces.

All in all a very good, pleasantly filled, fibery sort of day.

Newest idea!

Got this great idea for a book… but I need to back up a bit and give some background info.

Last spring I taught a mudcloth workshop in St. Louis and made a strong connection with one of the students in the class. JudyC is a fiber art instructor in a local college there, and supervises new teachers. (I think I got that straight!) One of the things that I mentioned in class was how the Mali cloth that is mordanted before putting on the mud is called basilanfini (cloth that can heal) due to the healing properties of some of the tannins. She and I made a pledge to push each other into creating new work with a basis in healing (healing cloths, big and small).

Earlier than that, local quilter and fiber art friend Moya and I had agreed to focus on pockets (and the play on words that can come from that, as in “out of pocket”) as a way to force some creative work.

I’ve sort of put the two of them together and the three of us have shared some of what we are doing as well as act as instigators in getting work accomplished.

Next summer I’ll be teaching mudcloth, gut and simple bookbinding at Convergence in Tampa. There are several exhibits that I’m thinking of entering as a way to show my various work to more than just the people in the classes. The basketry exhibit would be ideal for a gut piece. The exhibit Small Expressions, which has a 15 inch limit in any direction, seems to be a good place for a book….

Fast forward to the idea:

A bag/purse of pockets that hold healing cloths of various sizes dyed with mud. Then it becomes a PocketBook of Healthy Dirt – or something along those lines. Each pocket contains a separate “page” of the “book”.

I think I’m almost having too much fun with the play on words. <g>  Better get the project started!

fiberless mood

I’ve not been in much of a fiber mood lately. Although, with the cooler nights we’ve had this past week, I’ve been wearing more fiber.

Started some books last night as I want to have some for the Weavers Guild’s Fall Sale. Thought I might use some old sheet music for some of the covers.

Mostly I’ve had my head stuck in soduko – those grids are a bit addictive. Hmmm, with the willow and gut grids I do, maybe I can include a bit of math play….

Outdoor Cooking

I’ve been cooking lately. Nothing in the kitchen, much to my love’s chagrin, but on the driveway. One hot plate, a big, black enamel pot and tons of empty plastic jugs and bottles have been my equipment.

First I stuffed the pot with bamboo leaves and snippets. I had harvested some bamboo from a weaving friend who has a very healthy stand growing in her side yard in town. At least it was in her side yard as of a couple days ago – not sure where it might have traveled by now! A lovely yellow tint to the bark – obviously a yellow bamboo? – with 16-18 foot heights – that I wanted to try to work into an orb for the exhibit at IAC in August.

Round and bamboo do not go together.  Yes, I know there are ways to make bamboo very wonderful to use; I was interested in using it whole. It crinks and cracks so very willingly when you bend it. I did manage to get about 6-5 pieces in some semblance of roundness, tied together with pink rug yarn/string. I will most likely take the thing apart in a couple days and throw it away after salvaging some of the slender bits.

I had picked some smaller bamboo, too, mostly to help clean her flower bed a bit but also with the thought of making paper pulp.  Wound up putting some stalk bits into the pot which I have since regretted and have been painstakingly removing. They cooked up well, or as well as I can tell, and have been drained, rinsed well and are in the process of being sorted (to pull out the heavier bits). I did try blending some for pulp – the wonderful long fibers seem to clump together a lot and are heavy, sinking to the bottom of the vat quickly. A small dose of cotton linters in the vat helped a lot! By and large, the resulting sheets of paper are pretty good. Now to finish the picking-through-the-leaves and get the bag of good parts into the freezer for another day.

The remaining juice was too tempting – a lovely yellowish green. So, some cotton/linen scraps I had went into baggies, fully wetted with the bamboo juice. We’ll see what two weeks in the juice will do.

The other cooking project was just as tasty – oak bark from a downed tree at a friend’s home. There is a lot of red in the dry bark, so the assumption was the tannin extracted would also be reddish. And I’ve heard that oak galls are loaded with tannin, soooooo…..

It certainly does produce a deep reddish juice and also seems to react more strongly  with alum. I pulled out some of my mordanted cloths (alum and tannin) that I have ready and waiting for mud dyeing and dipped some just once, some two times and the remaining ones three times. Barbara from the Mali trip tried some the other day and when she put her mud on – zappo, there was the color!  I’m eager to achieve the same results and then to modify the process to keep it from bleeding out past where the mud sits.

The liquid results of my labors are sitting in previously used and washed orange juice and water bottles. Sort of pretty all lined up with the sun shining through them…