Maria put her new weaving loom together in about an hour, I was impressed and pretty much useless. I waxed the wood and held the frame while she tightened the screws, but she was like one of those Big Men In Trucks – she looked at the instructions, which utterly bewildered me, and just breezed through it.
We ended up having an especially relaxing day. It was supposed to be a loom day, but Maria got sick and was in bed half the day. That did help us to relax. I ran around like a fool for an hour or so, running errands, picking up my photo prints to be shipped out from George Forss, then stopping to help Maria, feed her and get her to rest, and in between, reading John Le Carre’s new novel, Legacy Of Spies.
I am excited to meet George Smiley again.
So we have a new table loom, rather Maria does, and she is excited about it. She has to learn a few things about this simple Ashford loom, but she has done some weaving before, and she forgets nothing. I can see that it means a lot to her.
When I was in my 20s I was a hand weaver. I can write designs for multiframe harness looms, spin, dye with plants, but my favorite work is kilm designs with two harnesses. I still have my looms just not time to use them.