We talked about silk reeling a while back in this post. That was my first attempt at reeling silk and I learned some valuable lessons. Last night, we reeled silk for a second time with some really great

Respond in a poem to the following quote: Genius is the activity which repairs the decays of things, whether wholly or partly of a material and finite kind. Nature through all her kingdoms, insures herself.

Happy Thursday, friends! On Tuesday, we knitted with silk mawata. By stretching the silk into a long roving, it can be knitted, crocheted, or woven with without adding any twist to the fibers. It creates

Anne Merrow, one of Interweave's editors posted a great article titled When Spinning Teachers Disagree. I thought this is an important article to share, as it aligns strongly with what I teach in my spinning

In response to all the questions about dice bags in my #needlepointmonday post, I figured I'd offer a short post on this aspect of nerd culture. A dice bag is exactly what it sounds like. It is a bag that

Happy #needleworkmonday, friends! This weekend I've been working on some dice bags for a commission. I very rarely take commission, as I don't like the pressure associated with it, but occasionally, I'll

Contest rules: Black and white images that represent an aspect of your life Present one image every day for seven days. No people. No explanation. Nominate someone every day, but anyone can join the fun.

Contest rules: Black and white images that represent an aspect of your life Present one image every day for seven days. No people. No explanation. Nominate someone every day, but anyone can join the fun.

Contest rules: Black and white images that represent an aspect of your life Present one image every day for seven days. No people. No explanation. Nominate someone every day, but anyone can join the fun.

Just yesterday, I saw Jo, a friend I haven't seen in ages. We went out for a knit date. Jo is another fiber artist who specializes in bulky art yarns and dreads. You read that correctly. She makes dreadlocks.

It is hard not to post these updates right after I stream, I get so excited about what we're working on. February is the month of silk. We began the month by making our own silk mawata. Then, last night,

Contest rules: Black and white images that represent an aspect of your life Present one image every day for seven days. No people. No explanation. Nominate someone every day, but anyone can join the fun.

Contest rules: Black and white images that represent an aspect of your life Present one image every day for seven days. No people. No explanation. Nominate someone every day, but anyone can join the fun.

On Tuesday, we did the messy job of processing silk mawata, a preparation of silk where individual cocoons are stretched over a frame to create layer upon layer of fiber! It was fun and a little icky,

Thank you for the nomination @colleenthurber! Contest rules: Black and white images that represent an aspect of your life Present one image every day for seven days. No people. No explanation. Nominate

Happy Tuesday, friends! Last time on twitch, I finished spinning our fractal yarn. I showed it off already on Sunday. We did a few swatch samples from our spin-a-long. But I'm really excited about tonight's

The art of reeled silk.... the highest quality silk. Reeled silk is produced by reeling a continuous filament from several silkworm cocoons at once. It is not spun. It contains next to no twist. The fibers

Happy #needleworkmonday! During 2017, a colleague of mine and I have been working on designing pages for a fabric art book. We are continuing this project into the new year. The page I am currently working

I was supposed to meet a friend for a coffee and knit date, but the snow started to come down hard and fast. The roads are pretty gross. I made it to the edge of my neighborhood before I turned back. I

Inspired by Mộng-Lan’s book Why is the Edge Always Windy? Mộng-Lan’s work relies heavily on spacing to provide rhythm and numbered sections to tie ideas together. To maintain the visual aspect, my poem