"Every night, just when the dark was softest and sleep was deepest, there came a loud noise from the end of the great room. It came from the place where the loom and spindle stood, where by day the grandmother spun and the mother wove."
from "The Spindle Imp" by Alida Sims Malkus
Tuesday, 1 June 2010
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
I bought a Golding Spindle and taught myself spindle spinning. I have to admit it's appallingly addictive. It's slower than using the wheel but I feel I have so much control over what I'm doing and I can spin so incredibly fine. She spins silk amazingly well....am yet to try her with cashmere, angora and mohair.
My little ring spindle is 24grams with a high Cherry Whorl and a Walnut Shaft. The ring is sterling silver and she's decorated with Amethysts, sterling silver and Marcasites. She's a hand crafted one-of-a-kind.
She glitters beautifully as she spins!
Friday, 13 November 2009
All hand knitted jumpers that have been lying around idly shall be: unravelled and re-knitted into new garments; unravelled and woven into something else; or, donated.
Well it's a start I suppose and I have to start somewhere....Oh....WIP finishing is in progress....now I just need some more hours in every day.
ETA: I just noticed it's Friday the 13th.....Yay.....a LUCKY DAY!!!!!
Thursday, 12 November 2009
In the meantime I'm determined to finish some wips (works in progress); the first of which is a white cotton crocheted bedspread.