I never thought I would consider handspun that I made my very self for tapestry. Heck, I never thought I would be a spinner. I avoided all things spinning for about a decade. I was too busy with the actual weaving. And honestly, I thought my tendency toward OCD would kick in big time with a task like spinning. It is kind of true as is evidenced by last week's five day spinning bonanza.
It turns out that spinning is a fantastic way to learn about fiber. I have learned more in the last six months about how different fibers act than in the rest of my fibery life.
I had a little time in the mountains last week. And I took my new Turkish spindle. I love it more than I ever thought possible. In fact, I did little else besides spin and play with these urchins.
This particular get-up was my favorite. The backpack was mandatory and she was the one who wanted the hat backwards. And her favorite sandals with socks of course.
My niece and I are making willow weavings. This first one was for her Mom. For three and a half, she did a great job with the knots.
We took a couple hikes. I was pretty impressed these littles could hike a couple miles. The youngest is 19 months!
I took the spindle on the hikes of course. How could I not?
I even finished these little weavings from our last backpacking trip in preparation for doing a mini-tapestry with the handspun.
As soon as I can find some time on the deck with a Hokett loom, I'll start!
After five days of spindle spinning, I can definitely say that I'm getting better. I had a lot more trouble spinning the CVM roving (the brown) than the unidentified Brown Sheep Mill end roving (the blue) I think because the staple length of the CVM was much shorter and I had more trouble controlling the drafting with it. But I'm getting better and soon I'll have a little brown and blue tapestry to show for it.
Spending time with kids is a good way to remember this. A piece of bark was never so exciting as through the eyes of a toddler.