I finished weaving the dishtowels that took so long to warp last week. I was dismayed that they were kind of gauzy and stiff, but after I hemmed and washed them they are soft and absorbent. When I searched online yarn stores for the colors I wanted, white, off-white, and even natural color yarn was all on back order. I didn’t want to wait, so I bought the next closest thing I could find, a silver-gray. Now that I am done with them, I regret not waiting for the color I wanted. They kind of look like they have already gotten dingy from use. Oh well, live and learn – yet again.
The pattern created a nice geometric texture, but you can only see it clearly in the little sections of contrasting green. It seems like such a waste, because I’m the only one who will notice how interesting the fabric is. I also have come to the conclusion that in the future I should shoot for smaller projects rather than for volume of the finished product. I got kind of bored after the first two towels, but I had to keep going until I’d done all four. It would be terribly wasteful to leave all that warp unwoven and tossed out.
Before I start on a new project, I need to make room so that my husband can install some shelves where I can place all those spools of yarn that I’ve accumulated. It will be nice to have some empty space on the table next to the loom. I will also have him hang the big warping board on the wall so it will be easier to measure out all the threads prior to putting them onto the loom. Right now it is balanced against the wall and it rattles and bangs as I wind the yarn onto the pegs.
I recently found myself some resources to help with multitude of weaving problems I need to solve. If any of you out there are learning to weave like me, check out School of Sweet Georgia. I discovered all sorts of great essays and videos that give me hope that I can tweak my methods and make things easier. I already have two or three new tricks that I plan to use on the next project. There is a “trapeze” contraption that looks a little extreme but promises to make my life easier if I manage to build one. What I stubbornly resist is investing large sums of money into the hobby. I have this inner voice that tells me I need to earn it first. If I get tired of weaving and move on, I don’t want to feel guilty for accumulating a big inventory of expensive stuff that is just taking up space and neglected.