to move and sway and spin.
is what you might call a long term goal.
Tapestries end up on walls more often than not
(and look darned good while they are about it).
Not that I haven't done all three things to various works over time,
but it always feels like I'm being mean.
Twirling is such fun.
And cloth is so good at it.
because I work in all my weft tails as I go
so the front and back look essentially the same.
(They are not but that is not a topic for today).
a tug toward the open air of weaving techniques I haven't seen before.
I end up spending a lot of time in the guise of a beginner.
I started weaving Margin Notes, for instance, as a response to my jealousy
of a character in a novel I was writing:
My protagonist, Love Miranda, wove pages and pages of long narrow tapestries before I had to stop writing to copy her. Only later, as they hung in the middle of a room so you could move through them as though through a forest, the tapestries responding to whoever came by as that person responded to them-- like a dance-- did I see how much I wanted that too.
Sadly, I never wove enough to get the full effect, but you should have seen how fabulous they looked in the story.
the reader getting to touch each page in its turn
and experience the heft and fluidity of this amazing cloth.
One of these days, I'll return to these.
When the time is right.
Nearly 20 years after that first mobile,
I'm exploring the form again.