Love Among The Iris
44" x 74"
Hand Spun Wool Warp and Weft
Natural Dyes
1998
but though other things have changed
(I keep the hatching to a minimum, and the frogs have deserted me) ,
a clean back feels as vital and thrilling now as it did then.
I wish my ipad camera could convey how luscious these yellows are,
but then natural dyes are forever, while digital cameras, nonexistent in 1998,
are probably just flash-in-the-pan intermediate technology....
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but the tapestry that was on this wall last week ("Please, Can You Pass My Knitting,"),
has just been hung in its new home, far away,
and it seemed a good time to wallow in nostalgia.
For though I think my technique may improved in the last two decades,
or at least changed,
I am freshly delighted with the power of a big old richly hued textile,
to affect the mood of a place.
having some long, slow, wooly work
to take one's gaze away from the screen,
gets more important every day.