I've been pondering again - wondering if I tend to not post very often because I mostly feel like I'm just talking to myself, or if perhaps there are few readers because I tend not to post often. I suppose both are true.
No major fiber projects to report. I started a new job at the beginning of July, and working full-time has been both a blessing and a shock. I wasn't sure I could go back to programming, and am surprised to find that the dusted off brain cells still function, and I'm actually enjoying myself! Interesting.
Tomorrow, though, I'm off into the wild blue yonder again. I'm flying to Huntsville, AL where my mother lives (and where I grew up.) My sister will meet me there, and the three of us will drive to Wisconsin to visit Mom's relatives. I haven't been to Wisconsin for almost 20 years - I'm really looking forward to seeing my aunts and uncles and cousins and their kids.
I've packed plenty of toys - a new knitting project (lovely turquoise alpaca for a diagonal V-shaped scarf,) and some embroidery floss and the new lucet that I purchased at the Tampa Convergence but have not yet played with. I'm also taking my new laptop, but that is mostly so I will be able to get some work done while I'm away. And, of course, I've got several books I'm taking. I never mind long waits in the waiting areas - it's prime reading time - nothing else to compete for your attention.
When I get back, I've got big plans. (Famous last words - how often have I postponed projects until after some big event?!) Anyway, here's what I plan to do - I'm going to box up all the STUFF that is piled in the corner of my loom area. It forms a very effective barrier that keeps me from ever approaching my loom, and that needs to change. So.... I'm going to box up all that crap, maybe even temporarily rent a storage unit so I can move the stuff out and have a clear space to sort through it all, figure out what to organize, what to release. Then I intend to weave off the warp on the Megado, and finally get a new warp on the David loom. I've got a set of weights I purchased from a guy I found on craigslist. He was stunned when I told him I was buying the set to use with a loom. :-) Kati Meek's live weight tension is magical, and I'm looking forward to trying it with some substantial weight that will be easier to manipulate than jugs of water.
Off I go..........
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Judging
The topic of judging has popped up in several places lately, so I've been thinking about it a lot.
A guild member sent me an email recently, expressing concern that one of the items which won an award in the fair was not an original design - that she remembered later that she had seen it on the cover of a weaving book. She wondered whether something that was not original should be so honored. I replied, saying that in my opinion, the fair has never really been about totally original designs (at least, not in the Home Arts Division, which is where they put spinning and weaving and knitting and sewing and quilting and embroidery and lacemaking and basketry and pottery.) In this arena, excellence of execution is the main focus. You even see lots of items made from kits, so they are definitely not original designs.
There are, however, other venues where it is indeed not kosher to submit items that were copied. The main one that comes to mind is Showcase - an exhibit associated every two years with the southern California regional weaving/spinning conference. This is sponsored by the Association of Southern California Handweavers, ASCH, and each guild that is part of the coalition gets to submit a number of items to Showcase based on the size of the guild. The items that get submitted are "juried" by the guild, meaning that they are set out on tables and members get to vote on which items they think should make it. I do recall one time when a beautifully woven item was submitted, and in retrospect, it probably shouldn't have been, because it was woven exactly like an item in Weavers Magazine. On the other hand, what constitutes an original design? Many people could converge on the same weave structure, without necessarily having copied anything or anyone. Who judges that?
The truth of the matter is that judging is subjective, and is based on the guidelines given the judge, along with his/her own personal filters of perception. So perhaps the key is not to take any of it too seriously, and definitely not to allow yourself to take offense.
I learned years ago that I personally do not want to be a judge. I was asked to be one of the judges for a sample exchange at a conference. I was flattered to be asked. As I gazed across the tables of samples I felt a little overwhelmed. Some of them were exquisite, some didn't appeal to me. I was required to methodically examine each one, giving it points in different categories. As I did this, I commented on some of them. Picking up a piece of satin weave, I commented that it was a bit "sleazy." Now, weavers know what that words means in that context - it means the sett is a little too open and the fabric is not as firm as it should be. Who knows - maybe I was showing off my knowledge of that word, and its frequent application to satin, or maybe it really was sleazy. The main thing I remember is the slight flinch in the hostess, and then realizing that it was her sample. That was the instant in which I promised myself I would never again judge creative activities. I want to be the cheerleader - the enthusiastic supporter who celebrates achievement and passion, not the harsh taskmaster cutting someone off at the knees and finding a loving creation wanting because it doesn't fit my standards.
Back in the late 1960's, when I was in high school, I wrote a poem in a writing class. The title and body of the poem are long gone, but one line has, for some reason, stayed firmly etched in my brain.
A guild member sent me an email recently, expressing concern that one of the items which won an award in the fair was not an original design - that she remembered later that she had seen it on the cover of a weaving book. She wondered whether something that was not original should be so honored. I replied, saying that in my opinion, the fair has never really been about totally original designs (at least, not in the Home Arts Division, which is where they put spinning and weaving and knitting and sewing and quilting and embroidery and lacemaking and basketry and pottery.) In this arena, excellence of execution is the main focus. You even see lots of items made from kits, so they are definitely not original designs.
There are, however, other venues where it is indeed not kosher to submit items that were copied. The main one that comes to mind is Showcase - an exhibit associated every two years with the southern California regional weaving/spinning conference. This is sponsored by the Association of Southern California Handweavers, ASCH, and each guild that is part of the coalition gets to submit a number of items to Showcase based on the size of the guild. The items that get submitted are "juried" by the guild, meaning that they are set out on tables and members get to vote on which items they think should make it. I do recall one time when a beautifully woven item was submitted, and in retrospect, it probably shouldn't have been, because it was woven exactly like an item in Weavers Magazine. On the other hand, what constitutes an original design? Many people could converge on the same weave structure, without necessarily having copied anything or anyone. Who judges that?
The truth of the matter is that judging is subjective, and is based on the guidelines given the judge, along with his/her own personal filters of perception. So perhaps the key is not to take any of it too seriously, and definitely not to allow yourself to take offense.
I learned years ago that I personally do not want to be a judge. I was asked to be one of the judges for a sample exchange at a conference. I was flattered to be asked. As I gazed across the tables of samples I felt a little overwhelmed. Some of them were exquisite, some didn't appeal to me. I was required to methodically examine each one, giving it points in different categories. As I did this, I commented on some of them. Picking up a piece of satin weave, I commented that it was a bit "sleazy." Now, weavers know what that words means in that context - it means the sett is a little too open and the fabric is not as firm as it should be. Who knows - maybe I was showing off my knowledge of that word, and its frequent application to satin, or maybe it really was sleazy. The main thing I remember is the slight flinch in the hostess, and then realizing that it was her sample. That was the instant in which I promised myself I would never again judge creative activities. I want to be the cheerleader - the enthusiastic supporter who celebrates achievement and passion, not the harsh taskmaster cutting someone off at the knees and finding a loving creation wanting because it doesn't fit my standards.
Back in the late 1960's, when I was in high school, I wrote a poem in a writing class. The title and body of the poem are long gone, but one line has, for some reason, stayed firmly etched in my brain.
For who am I, that could be robed and wizened,That was written in response to my first dysfunctional relationship, but they were wise words for a young girl, and I wish I had lived by them all these years.
to judge whose sins be worse than mine?
Saturday, July 5, 2008
San Diego County Fair
I debated what to title this, and settled on the simple choice.
On Thursday, Taryl and I went to the San Diego County Fair to demo in the guild booth. (We're both members of San Diego Creative Weavers Guild.) It was okay. I enjoyed weaving on the Baby Wolf for a while. It was threaded for a tartan in 8/2 cotton - colors blue and green with some black and touches of yellow and red. I wove in straight twill - played for a while with changing colors, then got tired of that and settled on using blue weft, but that washed out the warp colors, so I switched to black weft for the remainder of my time at the loom. Part way through our 3 hour shift, Taryl and I switched. The booth has an old Ashford spinning wheel - took me a bit to get situated so treadling was comfortable. The roving supplied was nice soft stuff, though unfortunately had a lot of veggie matter in it, so I paused rather frequently to scrape my fingernail along the length of spun yarn to pop out the crud.
The booth is titled The Zen of 100 Scarves. Nice title. Nice font in the banner. Some really lovely scarves were displayed. My picture chopped off the top banner for my guild. Palomar is our sister guild up in Escondido in the northeastern part of San Diego County.
What were the alternative titles for this post? "Fair Apathy", no "Mapathy" perhaps. "Fair Apathy" could be misunderstood - Is the whole fair apathetic? Just the people working there? Nope, just me, hence "Mapathy" - a contraction of My Apathy because it takes less effort. Why apathy since I did have a good time?
Well, when I joined the guild in the early 90's, demoing at the fair was one of my all time favorite activities. We had a large guild booth, with a table at one side, but with the loom and wheel near the front of the booth where people could see them clearly - they were much more likely to stop and ask questions. Also, the placement we used to have put us in a spot where you could frequently get a nice breeze coming through. Our fair runs from mid June to around July 4th, so cool breezes are much appreciated! But..... the PTB gave our wonderful large booth space away to the machine knitters. We now have a very small booth in the center aisle, surrounded by cabinets. A table almost completely takes up the front of the booth, so the loom and wheel are back behind that. Few breezes unless the door nearby is open, but that's often uncomfortable for the booth across from us with the lovely ladies who knit preemie hats.
For the last few years, I haven't been as enthusiastic about demoing at the guild booth, but since we seldom have much of a celebration on July 4th at our house, I often demo on that day. The first year I did that, I got a bonus - I was able to reuse my parking pass to go back that night and watch the fireworks from the parking lot - very close to where they were being launched. Very loud, but absolutely spectacular. Can't do that anymore - they punch the parking passes now so they can't be reused. This year, someone else had signed up to demo that day. I considered not signing up at all, but waited until they had an almost full slate - and picked a day that was empty which turned out to be July 3rd.
One of the women working at the fair stopped by to complain that we often have volunteers in the morning when there are fewer people who wander through that exhibit and nobody in the afternoon. A few years ago, I suggested that we limit demo hours to noon to 3pm, and then publish that in the fair booklet. Our guild is shrinking, so it's harder to get a full slate of volunteers if we try to have someone there all day. I think we did that one year a while back, and got complaints about that, too. In fact, that might have been the year that caused us to lose our original booth spot.
Enough whining on my part. The booth was nice, and Margaret, the guild member who set everything up, did an absolutely fantastic job. Mostly, it is still a thrill when you recognize that look in someone's eyes as they stop to watch what you are doing - that look that says "Oh my God that is SO cool and that is something I just now realized that I have ALWAYS wanted to do and wow she makes that look easy and I wonder if I could do that?" It's a twinkle, a hopeful gaze, filled with wonder and affection, and it is the reason that, even in my current apathetic state, I still love to demo weaving and spinning.
On Thursday, Taryl and I went to the San Diego County Fair to demo in the guild booth. (We're both members of San Diego Creative Weavers Guild.) It was okay. I enjoyed weaving on the Baby Wolf for a while. It was threaded for a tartan in 8/2 cotton - colors blue and green with some black and touches of yellow and red. I wove in straight twill - played for a while with changing colors, then got tired of that and settled on using blue weft, but that washed out the warp colors, so I switched to black weft for the remainder of my time at the loom. Part way through our 3 hour shift, Taryl and I switched. The booth has an old Ashford spinning wheel - took me a bit to get situated so treadling was comfortable. The roving supplied was nice soft stuff, though unfortunately had a lot of veggie matter in it, so I paused rather frequently to scrape my fingernail along the length of spun yarn to pop out the crud.
The booth is titled The Zen of 100 Scarves. Nice title. Nice font in the banner. Some really lovely scarves were displayed. My picture chopped off the top banner for my guild. Palomar is our sister guild up in Escondido in the northeastern part of San Diego County.
What were the alternative titles for this post? "Fair Apathy", no "Mapathy" perhaps. "Fair Apathy" could be misunderstood - Is the whole fair apathetic? Just the people working there? Nope, just me, hence "Mapathy" - a contraction of My Apathy because it takes less effort. Why apathy since I did have a good time?
Well, when I joined the guild in the early 90's, demoing at the fair was one of my all time favorite activities. We had a large guild booth, with a table at one side, but with the loom and wheel near the front of the booth where people could see them clearly - they were much more likely to stop and ask questions. Also, the placement we used to have put us in a spot where you could frequently get a nice breeze coming through. Our fair runs from mid June to around July 4th, so cool breezes are much appreciated! But..... the PTB gave our wonderful large booth space away to the machine knitters. We now have a very small booth in the center aisle, surrounded by cabinets. A table almost completely takes up the front of the booth, so the loom and wheel are back behind that. Few breezes unless the door nearby is open, but that's often uncomfortable for the booth across from us with the lovely ladies who knit preemie hats.
For the last few years, I haven't been as enthusiastic about demoing at the guild booth, but since we seldom have much of a celebration on July 4th at our house, I often demo on that day. The first year I did that, I got a bonus - I was able to reuse my parking pass to go back that night and watch the fireworks from the parking lot - very close to where they were being launched. Very loud, but absolutely spectacular. Can't do that anymore - they punch the parking passes now so they can't be reused. This year, someone else had signed up to demo that day. I considered not signing up at all, but waited until they had an almost full slate - and picked a day that was empty which turned out to be July 3rd.
One of the women working at the fair stopped by to complain that we often have volunteers in the morning when there are fewer people who wander through that exhibit and nobody in the afternoon. A few years ago, I suggested that we limit demo hours to noon to 3pm, and then publish that in the fair booklet. Our guild is shrinking, so it's harder to get a full slate of volunteers if we try to have someone there all day. I think we did that one year a while back, and got complaints about that, too. In fact, that might have been the year that caused us to lose our original booth spot.
Enough whining on my part. The booth was nice, and Margaret, the guild member who set everything up, did an absolutely fantastic job. Mostly, it is still a thrill when you recognize that look in someone's eyes as they stop to watch what you are doing - that look that says "Oh my God that is SO cool and that is something I just now realized that I have ALWAYS wanted to do and wow she makes that look easy and I wonder if I could do that?" It's a twinkle, a hopeful gaze, filled with wonder and affection, and it is the reason that, even in my current apathetic state, I still love to demo weaving and spinning.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Home Again
I'm back in San Diego. Tampa was wonderful and I feel fortified and inspired.
Unfortunately, I don't really have pictures to share. I did not register for Convergence this year - just bought day passes a few days and checked out some of the exhibits and the vendor hall. Since you cannot take pictures in the exhibits anymore, and since I seem to always forget to put the extra battery in my purse anyway, and since I think about taking pictures as it is getting close to time to leave, I don't have much to show.
Favorite exhibits? I enjoyed the small format tapestries in the lobby of the TECO building, even though I had set my reading glasses on the table in the hotel room and didn't have them with me. :-/ I loved the yardage exhibit - a circular area with fabric attached to a rail upstairs and hanging down to the lower level. They had handling pieces on the rail upstairs so you could see the fabric up close and touch. My friends and I thought it would have been a good idea if they had placed the handling pieces across the circle from the yardage they went with - so you could glance from the handling piece to the yardage and back. The other exhibit I really liked was the display of items from the fashion show. Small Expressions, the one I was most looking forward to seeing, was, well, small. A few of the pieces were exquisite. A few puzzled me as to why they were there.
The vendor area had some lovely stuff, and I enjoyed browsing even though my current finances are such that I didn't do much actual shopping. It seemed to me the vendor hall was quite a bit smaller than I've seen at past Convergences, though it has been a long time since I've been to one, so perhaps that has been a gradual change? My first Convergence was Minneapolis, my second and last one was Atlanta. Both seemed huge and crowded. This seemed well organized, but not really crowded at all. It would be interesting to know how many attended. I wonder if the time of year and the state of the economy affected the numbers? It did look like lots of folks were buying, so maybe my perceptions don't reflect the reality of the situation.
I've never been to Tampa before, and found it to be a lovely city with a very nice convention center. The weather wasn't too bad - not as hot as I had anticipated. In fact, I FROZE in the vendor area - something very rare for me. I'm usually the one asking 'Is it hot in here or is it me?' It was my own fault. I was told to bring something in case it was chilly inside, but figured that didn't apply to me. Wrong.
Mostly, though, I got to spend quality time with some of my dearest friends. It's rare for us to meet face to face. We first met each other on the Compuserve Crafts Forum back in the early 1990's. As I've said before, the Forum is long gone, but the friendships continue to grow. The Forum did have a sort of resurrection on ForumsAmerica, though I no longer participate and there are only a few of the old crowd there. I have lots of notebooks of the spinning and weaving and braiding swaps we did years ago in the Forum - makes me smile as I peruse the names of friends I've long ago lost touch with, but can remember the fun and excitement we shared as we explored our crafts together.
It will be interesting to see where Convergence will be held in 2010. Perhaps it will be in the Southwest? I'm amazed that HGA hasn't announced it yet, though perhaps they have and I just haven't heard the news. We'll know when it's history.
Unfortunately, I don't really have pictures to share. I did not register for Convergence this year - just bought day passes a few days and checked out some of the exhibits and the vendor hall. Since you cannot take pictures in the exhibits anymore, and since I seem to always forget to put the extra battery in my purse anyway, and since I think about taking pictures as it is getting close to time to leave, I don't have much to show.
Favorite exhibits? I enjoyed the small format tapestries in the lobby of the TECO building, even though I had set my reading glasses on the table in the hotel room and didn't have them with me. :-/ I loved the yardage exhibit - a circular area with fabric attached to a rail upstairs and hanging down to the lower level. They had handling pieces on the rail upstairs so you could see the fabric up close and touch. My friends and I thought it would have been a good idea if they had placed the handling pieces across the circle from the yardage they went with - so you could glance from the handling piece to the yardage and back. The other exhibit I really liked was the display of items from the fashion show. Small Expressions, the one I was most looking forward to seeing, was, well, small. A few of the pieces were exquisite. A few puzzled me as to why they were there.
The vendor area had some lovely stuff, and I enjoyed browsing even though my current finances are such that I didn't do much actual shopping. It seemed to me the vendor hall was quite a bit smaller than I've seen at past Convergences, though it has been a long time since I've been to one, so perhaps that has been a gradual change? My first Convergence was Minneapolis, my second and last one was Atlanta. Both seemed huge and crowded. This seemed well organized, but not really crowded at all. It would be interesting to know how many attended. I wonder if the time of year and the state of the economy affected the numbers? It did look like lots of folks were buying, so maybe my perceptions don't reflect the reality of the situation.
I've never been to Tampa before, and found it to be a lovely city with a very nice convention center. The weather wasn't too bad - not as hot as I had anticipated. In fact, I FROZE in the vendor area - something very rare for me. I'm usually the one asking 'Is it hot in here or is it me?' It was my own fault. I was told to bring something in case it was chilly inside, but figured that didn't apply to me. Wrong.
Mostly, though, I got to spend quality time with some of my dearest friends. It's rare for us to meet face to face. We first met each other on the Compuserve Crafts Forum back in the early 1990's. As I've said before, the Forum is long gone, but the friendships continue to grow. The Forum did have a sort of resurrection on ForumsAmerica, though I no longer participate and there are only a few of the old crowd there. I have lots of notebooks of the spinning and weaving and braiding swaps we did years ago in the Forum - makes me smile as I peruse the names of friends I've long ago lost touch with, but can remember the fun and excitement we shared as we explored our crafts together.
It will be interesting to see where Convergence will be held in 2010. Perhaps it will be in the Southwest? I'm amazed that HGA hasn't announced it yet, though perhaps they have and I just haven't heard the news. We'll know when it's history.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Tampa!!!
No pictures today, but I'm happy-dancing.
Sunday morning I'm leaving to go to Tampa. I'm going to be meeting a group of dear friends - called my Sangha, or alternatively the SOCs - sisters-of-choice. It's been a long time since we've all been together, and one of them I've never met face to face!!! I can hardly wait. We first became friends years ago through the Compuserve Crafts Forum - my first foray into the online fiber world. The Forum is long gone, but the friendships get deeper every year.
I didn't register for Convergence - the plan is to buy day passes so we can see the exhibits and visit the vendor hall. Mostly, I'm just going to spend blissful time with my buddies. :-)
It's hot today in San Diego - an unusual event! I think it's the universe giving me a sneak preview of heat, then the humidity will get added when I get to Florida. I should be able to handle it okay - after all, I grew up in the southeast with hot and humid summers. The difference is that there we had AC everywhere.
Other good news, I have a new job!!! I will start as soon as I get home. I'm very enthusiastic about it - it's a small company with very nice people and a fascinating product. I'll be doing Java GUI development which should be fun, and the best part of all? I'll be working at home. Time to recreate my disciplined lifestyle.
The ironic thing? Here I've had several years home fulltime, but I haven't done much of what I love to do - because time has been spent job searching, and.... spending time weaving or spinning during the day always felt like playing hooky - so to dispell the guilt, I suppose, I just didn't do much of the fun stuff. Now that I will have way less time, I expect to get a lot more done. Aaah, the cosmic ironies of life.
Sunday morning I'm leaving to go to Tampa. I'm going to be meeting a group of dear friends - called my Sangha, or alternatively the SOCs - sisters-of-choice.
I didn't register for Convergence - the plan is to buy day passes so we can see the exhibits and visit the vendor hall. Mostly, I'm just going to spend blissful time with my buddies. :-)
It's hot today in San Diego - an unusual event! I think it's the universe giving me a sneak preview of heat, then the humidity will get added when I get to Florida.
Other good news, I have a new job!!! I will start as soon as I get home. I'm very enthusiastic about it - it's a small company with very nice people and a fascinating product. I'll be doing Java GUI development which should be fun, and the best part of all? I'll be working at home. Time to recreate my disciplined lifestyle.
The ironic thing? Here I've had several years home fulltime, but I haven't done much of what I love to do - because time has been spent job searching, and.... spending time weaving or spinning during the day always felt like playing hooky - so to dispell the guilt, I suppose, I just didn't do much of the fun stuff. Now that I will have way less time, I expect to get a lot more done. Aaah, the cosmic ironies of life.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Waiting
I haven't posted in a while, because I have been waiting..... waiting to actually do something to write about..... waiting for inspiration to hit..... waiting for things to be magically wonderful.
This picture shows a shelf near the ceiling in my room, with the lovely gamp of colors from Lunatic Fringe. I bought this set of cones years ago at a conference, and have moved them around every time I reorganize my stuff. I keep thinking I'll do something wonderful with them, but just like the pristine tablets of paper and nice new sharp pencils that I don't want to use up, the cones sit untouched, if a little dusty, on my shelf.
I know I'm not alone in this. When I was trying out different blog names, a number of them were already used - by blogs that had one post made several years ago. Until you actually post, the future words are all brilliant and insightful.
I guess I'm waiting for the painful stuff to pass, and then everything will be okay. Maybe the answer is to use the painful stuff, to let it inspire me, to transmute it from ickiness to something wonderful. Maybe. I do know that I'm tired of waiting.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Why I Am Fat
I have solved one of the major mysteries of the universe.
First, let me say that I did accomplish something this week - I did do the spreadsheets for the business idea - complete with a worksheet for startup costs, one for estimated monthly expenses, one for sales projections. Buzz kill, that financial stuff. When I was done, I realized I was nuts to even consider trying to start a retail business, given that I have no experience in the area and I might need to work myself to death just to make enough to live on in southern California.
Friends consoled me with alternatives..... but the rapid stream of "but but but" in my mind was almost louder than the lawnmower outside. I had a stunning realization. I have no desire to run a store at all, I simply wanted a business that would let me be around fiber and have some extra space for a studio. Surely there's an easier way.
In the meantime, I put an entry in my to-do list to use my inherited cone winder to wind a cone of a combo yarn, then wind a warp and get to weaving. Alas, resistance is not futile. Not being sure how to use said cone-winder, I have found a myriad of ways to divert me from the uncertainty...... a trip to the library for a book by Anais Nin (amazingly, I've never read any of her books) and one called The Rough Guide to Blogging (because no activity is easy enough not to require extensive research first and even a cool looking book called DHTML and CSS Advanced because this stuff is very neat even if I have my doubts about returning to programming. And just in case I got too close to actually doing anything, there were the furtive trips to the kitchen for snacks. One little container of applesauce. Righteous and healthy. One large spoon of Nutella. Oops. Or maybe two. The source of belly fat is unbirthed creativity.
On a lighter note, no pun intended, here's a photo of what I see in my bedroom sanctuary when I wake up in the morning.
First, let me say that I did accomplish something this week - I did do the spreadsheets for the business idea - complete with a worksheet for startup costs, one for estimated monthly expenses, one for sales projections. Buzz kill, that financial stuff. When I was done, I realized I was nuts to even consider trying to start a retail business, given that I have no experience in the area and I might need to work myself to death just to make enough to live on in southern California.
Friends consoled me with alternatives..... but the rapid stream of "but but but" in my mind was almost louder than the lawnmower outside. I had a stunning realization. I have no desire to run a store at all, I simply wanted a business that would let me be around fiber and have some extra space for a studio. Surely there's an easier way.
In the meantime, I put an entry in my to-do list to use my inherited cone winder to wind a cone of a combo yarn, then wind a warp and get to weaving. Alas, resistance is not futile. Not being sure how to use said cone-winder, I have found a myriad of ways to divert me from the uncertainty...... a trip to the library for a book by Anais Nin (amazingly, I've never read any of her books) and one called The Rough Guide to Blogging (because no activity is easy enough not to require extensive research first and even a cool looking book called DHTML and CSS Advanced because this stuff is very neat even if I have my doubts about returning to programming. And just in case I got too close to actually doing anything, there were the furtive trips to the kitchen for snacks. One little container of applesauce. Righteous and healthy. One large spoon of Nutella. Oops. Or maybe two. The source of belly fat is unbirthed creativity.
On a lighter note, no pun intended, here's a photo of what I see in my bedroom sanctuary when I wake up in the morning.
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