Spirit Cloth

Some Old Thing

Years and years ago, I made this patchwork for a pillowcase.

I gave it to my mother.

It was one of my first patchworks where I departed from commercial fabrics. In fact the yellow squares at the border are cut from my high school gym-suit. I clearly remember high school gym. Probably because I was always embarrassed by the teacher because I was not athletic.

I got it back to repair. But time passed and so did Mom. It's not a pillowcase anymore. It's a story fragment. I cut part of it off to use in something else. I don't remember when or what. But it's probably buried in this blog somewhere. The indigo is new. I can say I patch with dye. And of course, there is a lot more to say about dyed patchwork when I pull it together. I hung this on the wall to remind myself to do that.  I've not time for a lot of things right now.

It's raining. Way more rain than we need really. It just keeps raining.  Yesterday, after waiting so long for a dry day, I had some wood dumped. I covered it with a tarp, not having time to stack. And expecting a shower. It's been raining all night and still raining. Like a monsoon. At sunrise, no tarp and a big pile of drenched wood.

Excuse me, but SHIT.

Again the Crossover

Weaving and Sewing.

Woven dots and other designs that use supplementary thread to make designs during the weaving process are often referred to as On Loom Embroidery. Probably I mentioned that before.

Here is a beauty I found in the scrap basket yesterday. And old cotton sheer with a soft red thread running across, caught at intervals, skipping across spaces, the float being clipped later, called a clip spot. On one side it appears as a dot, on the other side you can see how it is caught in the thin white weave. Looking through the cloth you can see the red thread and the dot elongates showing the structure.

I dipped this one to test the developing indigo yesterday. And I will send it to Hazel. She is already having fun with this idea since my last post about it.

I have so many cloth stories to tell. Probably because I have so many cloth friends.

And I did the first dip on the edge. Early this morning.

 

Transitioning

We've not much wood stacked.

It's still warm but nights are cooling.

I moved some of the plants back indoors yesterday.

It's been a long hot wet summer. They are huge!

I just loosely pinned this. A new frame of mind format. More horizontal interrupted with a patch of change. Leaves are changing but hardly noticeable yet.  This old dotted swiss. The tufted kind (vs the flocked kind when fuzz is kind of glued to a cloth). I love it. How the raw frayed thread sucks up the dye. This one was woven on loom and clipped. But it is an idea that might be transferred to stitching. And dyeing. Shall I?  I get so much inspiration from old woven cloth.