Yesterday's lottery is closed. Let's all go outside!
Away again soon.
A few small cloths and a bit of thread in my pockets.
These two, originally, simply, Cut from the Same Cloth.
I saw them begin to branch out. Become more separate. But then, they suddenly became more connected than ever. Through nature. And I'm swept up with the crossover, the nature of being human, how cloth embodies human nature in such a simple basic way. Ways, I could never count them all. The nature of cloth and human story. That is the Spirit part of it. The Spirit of Connection then. This one.
I'm trying to format columns here. It's a bit of a learning curve, to reformat. To practice shaping things to come. Do you see two columns here? Or does it look wacky? I like columns. It is easier to make rambling on seem smaller. I've more to say here. But away for a bit and then back. If this looks funny, I'm sorry, I am new with this html thing. Later. PS - Are both of these me?
A simple method for the dyeing. The dyeing just to use stuff up, color thread, just to go in some simple way. While my mind wanders off like it does sometimes.
Sometimes consistency teaches us a lot. This is a kind of bastardized solar method I think.
The old coffee pot. Put stuff in. Cover with water. In this case rain water. April brings a lot of water.
Heat it. Simmer a bit. 1/2 hour.
Transfer to a jar. Add a bit of alum. 1/4 tsp.
Add a bit of cloth, a bit of thread. Same cloth, same thread. Testing silk this time.
Leave it near the sunny studio window.
This batch, 48 hours or so.
I never really did the alum thing in any big way. I'm doing it because I have some. Just to see. Maybe I will compare it with what I have done before. No mordant, soymilk mordant. I don't know. I don't think it is that important to me. The science or the allegiance. I am a casual dyer. Just the way the color appears is joy enough. Probably, for me, the fastness of color is important because my embroideries depend on it. Although it might be interesting to look at it after all the color has faded or disappeared. Anyway, I might just stitch up a sampler to use as a looking cloth, to watch if the color stays or not. That might be a nice kind of living cloth. The turmeric and black beans usually fade a bit, but this is my first test with alum. Appearing and Disappearing is Magic to me, so all is well I guess.
Using what I have is really the most consistent thing about my process. Not necessarily trend. What I have here depends on many things, often gifts from others in addition to the rescued cloth and thread. And then there is curiosity, which forms seemingly out of thin air, but no. It's thought. Thought caught. Used.
I'm still wishing, but for nothing specific. Probably because there was not much sleep last night.
I lay awake thinking about how life goes for different folks.