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Falling down the slippery fibre slope

Examining Tie-Ups

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about time.  I have been spending a lot of time on what I enjoy (spinning, weaving, knitting), but I don’t have much to show for it.  And instead of feeling happy and productive, I actually feel harried and frantic at the moment.

I’m learning that, as a fast-paced person, creating things quickly in order to finish sooner if it’s at the expense of quality costs more in the long run. When I started spinning, I was in a hurry to have something to knit.  So I did spin about a dozen skeins of yarn.  But the more I spin, the more I learn about spinning.  And the more I learn about spinning, the more I want to spin to improve.  The funny thing is, even though I finally have enough handspun, I haven’t knit any of it.  I want to learn to spin the best that I can, which will take the time that it takes.

There was an uneasy equilibrium to the spin/knit/time equation, but bringing home two looms has really jumbled things up.  Weaving is now monopolising my thoughts.  I’m obsessed with learning about the parts of my loom, how to tie it up, how to weave, and what those diagrammes of little square grids mean in weaving pattern books .  Everything else is on hold as I figure out how to pull myself out of the abyss of knowing nothing about weaving to a point where my thoughts may have enough coherence to know where to start.  I know this is temporary state of discomfort, but I usually don’t weather that gracefully, and I know I make my family and household slightly anxious with my stress .

A major contributor to my recent frenzy is my over-crowded house.   Not over-crowded with people, but with things.  I’ve spent two entire days cleaning out my office, with little to show for it.  As I told my husband: “this is amazingly neat for us, but most people wouldn’t see that for the books and boxes piled everywhere.”

I realised two things.  First, that I’m really lucky to have such a great husband.  He rarely stopped me from diving off the deep end into anything I’ve become interested in.  (Until these recent indiscretions, I’ve been mindful of the budget.)  Mostly just asked me to pace myself at times when the budget was tight, but raised eyebrows and skeptical “harumph!”s are usually the worst of it.   That leads to the second thing: I’m finally paying the price of squirreling away more than I can process. There is no room to bring in Beauty.  (For example, I unearthed two sets of bongo drums in my office that have been forgotten for more than two years when I was sure my eighteen-month old showed aptitude as a drummer.)  My beautiful loom, sitting outside, unused.  I think I can clear enough space by the end of summer, if impatience doesn’t kill me first.

I’ve been racking my brains trying to find another place to hide, I mean, put away my spinning stash, and feeling overwhelmed by the situation, when five pounds of raw Rambouillet fleece arrive in the mail.  (Oops!  I ordered this almost a month ago, long before the looms.)

Here’s a closer look.

And this also came in.

I don’t remember seeing where it was recommended, but I thought that for about five dollars (including shipping), it was worth a try.  It’s a little musty smelling, but I hope an outside sunny airing for a few days will take care of that.  It’s a fantastic starter book with lots of very clear pictures. It even came with some previous owner’s notes (a purple-coloured ditto copy!) about dressing the loom, and study questions (with answers!) from Mary Black’s “New Key To Weaving” (Beauty came with that book).  And I just love the connection to the past, continuing the thread.

Thursday, I went to the Weaving Works in Seattle to talk to one of the weavers who works there.  She was a bit taken aback by how little I know about weaving before buying the loom.  She actually did a double-take, but was very gracious in helping me.  She had owned a Bergman loom for over twenty years, but since she sold it over thirty years ago, she helped me more with basics and showed me Joanne Hall’s Glimakra tie-up book.  I couldn’t bring myself to buy it, but I did peruse some of the pages carefully while I was there.  What’s been most helpfull to me in understanding out my tie-up situation has been a series of back-and-forth e-mails from Trapunto.   She’s a few months ahead of me on Bergman loom ownership, and years ahead of me in weaving experience.  I assumed that I’d have to re-connect everything, but I’ve found that four of my shafts are already tied, and I just need to figure out how to connect the treddles.  (What great fortune!)

I didn’t leave the Weaving Works empty-handed.

This is the new 2008 edition, which you can find from Fine Fiber Press.  I’ve read on other blogs that it had been out of print at least twenty years, and some being sold on eBay were going in the hundred-dollar range.

I spent a few hours on Friday trying to find more cording for tie-ups.

It might be a little difficult to see, but the coin is a dime.  The top is an example of the string heddles I have.  They are 9-1/2″ heddles, probably hand-tied. I have a lot of these, and they seem uniformly sized to me.  I though that when the time came, I could probably make some of these up myself, using a board with nails at the appropriate lengths.  The woman at Weaving Works confirmed that, with an additional tip: use headless nails.  But, apparently they also sell Texsolv heddles already at the right length, although I have no idea about the price.  But I wonder if it would make a difference, mixing up two different kinds of heddles.  The middle cord is slightly thicker, and is the cording attached to my jacks in the castle.  The lower cording is the thickest of all — it’s used only on the lamms.  It’s a woven cord, not plied.  Since I don’t have any extra cording to connect the lamms to the treddles, I spent a lot of time trying to find more. Unsuccessfully.  Now I understand Trapunto’s lament on the difficulty of finding a natural cording (for friction and grip when tying knots) that is also thick, dense, and not stretchy.  (She thought linen would be great.)  I thought this cording is like clothestring line, but the only ones I could find (hardware stores) are nylon, slippery, and not the right thickness.  This cording looks almost like round shoestring lace, but thicker.  I’ve never tried a lucet before, but I wonder if this kind of cord can be produced on a lucet. I completely forgot to look for linen to spin while at the Weaving Works, but I can see this might be in a future spinning queue.

More time required to do things right.  Judith MacKenzie remarked to me that time is different when you are creating.  Somehow, it’s impossible to find ten extra minutes to do housework, but we can find an hour to sit down to spin (or weave, or knit…).  We recently watched the movie “Becoming Jane” (my son: “Aw, Man! More Jane Austen!), and during that time, I added another two feet of weaving to Hedy.  It should be rolled up, but I’ve unrolled some of the cloth to show in the following picture.  I have found, (as Leigh commented in the previous post) that when coming back to the weaving after a break (in my case, a few minutes), my beating often changes (also changes while watching more intense scenes), so there are several chunks of uneven weaving.  And my selvedges change as well.  I suppose I should pay more attention to the weaving initially, at least until the basics are understood.  One turquoise warp thread has frayed apart, so this weaving is on hold while I try to find some similar yarn to patch it.  The end of the corrugated paper roll end hanging loose was really bothering me as I unrolled more warp from the back beam, so I started to bring the end up and roll it into the front cloth beam.  I hope that’s OK!  (NB: “Becoming Jane” has a few scenes in it that I do not recommend for young children.  My son was playing boisterously with his superheroes, with his back to the tv screen most of the time; plus we had the volume down low and read subtitles.)

When I started this post, I was feeling so down about my loom ouside/messy inside situation.    But, on proofing this for publication, I’m trying not to laugh. How could you possibly feel my pain when all these wonderful new things come pouring in, and even I no longer feel my pain?!  Have you seen the movie “Persuasion”, with Amanda Root and Ciaran Hinds?  There’s a scene in it when Anne’s sister Mary, who is an exasperating hypochondriac, earnestly implores Anne: “You must help me convince them how very, very ill I am!”  Well, I’m feeling a lot better now.  My loom will make it indoors somehow.


26 June 2008 Posted by | General, Weaving | , , | 5 Comments