New towels, on an all grey warp, mixing in with coral, aqua, cream and butter yellow weft. I'm taking these to the Finder's Keepers Market today, and will update the shop as soon as I can with any that don't find a home! If you're in Charlotte, come out to Noda Brewing (N.Tryon location) from 1-6!
Inspired by practical beauty, I've been weaving towels. For the kitchen, or the bathroom, your pick! They have been traveling to the summer markets and have been quite a hit! This color story is limited to what's in the shop now.
Absorbent 100% Cotton, handwoven in a classic twill fabric. Hand stitched hem and hanging loop. Ready to clean spills, dry your veggies and add some handmade fancy to your kitchen
Stay tuned for the next color story, I'll be warping them up soon!
A sketch that waited two years to be born.
Veggie tanned leather, suede, linen thread, antiqued nickel.
Hours of tooling, painting, sewing.
Only a little bit of swearing.
Oodles and oodles of love.
Finished, and awaiting my arrival in Wyoming. We're going to the Leather Crafters Conference next week!
The season of harsh winds, cold fingers, red cheeks. Winter like I remember in the Shenandoah Valley. Where warmth was found in friends' homes, in the cafes, the library stacks.
Walking through ice covered snow, the crunch of each footstep. Looking up into the snowing sky, seeing only black and white of sky and flakes as they fell.
Keep your heart warm.
The Seeing Eye Cuff, protection, luck and grace.
A reminder to trust your tribe, they have your back, and know what?
So do you.
You are your own greatest warrior guard, serve yourself.
It's a major buzzword these days, thinking, doing, walking, breathing, all with awareness. It can get exhausting, if you're not in the right space. It's easier, some days, to go through the motions more robot than human.
It is also an important word, any day, any era, any world. How do you walk through life? With your eyes open and staring up, down, or ahead? Perhaps closed? A mishmash of all of these, depending on the moment, whirling around trying to grasp what's flying past?
Lately, I've been making more of an effort to be aware of my seat in the universe, especially in my studio. If I'm going to create beauty, I want it to be soulful beauty, as often as possible. I know it's an energy flow, and it will ebb and flow with the tides, but I am aware of it. That, for me, is the struggle/goal/inspiration right now. To be aware of my intention when I sit down at the bench, comfy chair, or loom. To work with an open heart, crafting each piece with care and love so that it will fit you the best it can. The more I do this, the more often it works out. Practice works- who knew? (ha!)
Here's where this path has taken me, lately.
a bag and cuff, mellowing out together, soon to be finished.
cocoons, hanging from the ceiling, waiting for their embellishments.
the latest weaving project, color movement through tiny yarn of silk and wool.
A love letter to my fellow artists.
Dear beloved souls,
You are not alone, I see you.
Keep making, keep writing, keep struggling to express that push behind your heart, the spark in your mind, the good fight in your eyes.
Weather the storm.
Wake up in the morning, stay up late into the night. Savor the afternoon. Greet your muse like an old friend, learn to lay fallow when she takes a vacation (perhaps... you need one too?). Pour yourself some tea, drink some water, don't forget to eat. Get out of your studio and doodle. Rest.
So much love,
Lush, with greens growing every which way.
Bright, with sunlight filtering through the leaves of the trees that shelter our home.
Deep, roots digging down in search of water.
Growing tall with the summer, the plants grow with abandon.
Wool & Silk yarn, knitted, felted and dyed. Embellished with cotton thread, glass and stone beads, with a dangling piece of sea glass plucked from the shore of the Irish Sea years ago.
Just for fun, I've started weighing the cocoons. This one started out just 8 grams (0.3 ounces). Now finished, it weighs 35 grams (1.25 ounces)!