Weaving cloth

My youngest son says I have loom madness. I think I’ve just found my calling.

Since getting my 36″ rigid heddle loom for Christmas I have been weaving non-stop.

I signed myself up for some very helpful classes on Craftsy.com to help me master the craft more quickly. The first couple months I got a feel for some basics; warping the loom, making the edges even, and finishing the top and bottom ends off neatly.

I must say though, my favourite part is playing with colour and texture. I have woven some really nice plaids and stripes. My next project will be a check or a log cabin pattern.

I only have one reed and it is fairly large, so I initially only worked with number 4 yarn. It turned out nice but the resulting cloth is a heavier weight. I did some small placemets, then moved on to some larger pieces of the heavy cloth.

My husband calls this the camo plaid.

I made three pieces of it.

My hope is I can turn it into a cape style coat like another coat I have, but with a slightly different collar. I’ll be fiddling with making a pattern from that coat over the summer. No rush for a coat right now, after all.

 

I also made 165cm long piece of blue plaid. Initially I though it could be a table runner, but the number 4 yarn is too coarse.

I have a good amount of this yarn left so I may weave more and make myself another jacket. I found a pattern for this one. It’s a flapper style and I think it would look good with this fabric.

 

Then I decided I needed to branch out from the heavier cloths. In one of my craftsy videos the instructor mentioned that she doubles the warp thread for some cloth. So I bought a gorgeous number 1 yarn and doubled the warp threads.

This was my first doubled thread cloth made from the finer yarn. It is incredibly soft and it drapes beautifully.

I intended it to be a table runner, but it almost a shame to use it that way. At 36″ my loom makes cloth just barely wide enough to make a wrap.

This is for my mom, so she can decide.

 

This is the same yarn, different colours.

Again, made with a table linen in mind but certainly soft enough and just wide enough that is would make a nice wrap.

This one is for my mother-in-law’s 75th birthday.

I’m on a one week weaving hiatus right now, but I don’t expect it to last long. I have a large wicker basket full of yarn calling my name.

I have a gorgeous number 2 charcoal yarn I want to weave with, and some lovely pastel pink and blue number 4 cotton yarn I want to make a checkered fabric with. I have several balls of burgandy and cream number 4 yarn. I have orange. Navy. Taupe. Mustard. Light brown. Dark green. Bright red.

So many options!

I am going to watch the video for the log cabin pattern one or two times more then try some different weaving patterns, finger weaving, wrapping, and adding beads.

And I’m pretty sure I’m getting some add-ons for the loom this Christmas so it won’t end there.

 

Sew much to do, sew little time to do it

When I was in Junior High school we girls were forced to take Home Economics courses. Cooking, sewing and ‘feelings’ were considered the mandatory obligation of a well rounded 20th century woman.

hunter edI had two Home Economics teachers. Mrs ‘I’m only angry because I hate you all’, and Mrs ‘My tan, long nails and big hair are my meal ticket’. The latter was married to a Hunter Education teacher – which, in some weird perversion of logic was considered OK for fragile feminine types, even when the shop classes were still verboten. I was not a fan of Home Economics.

in gelatin you sayIn spite of my circa 1979 you know it’s fancy because it’s encased in gelatin cooking classes rather than because of them, I’ve become a pretty decent cook.

What I have never yet mastered is sewing. To be fair, I haven’t really tried. But, I am fashion obsessed. I also get a lot of clothes tailored because I’m a size 4 everywhere but my waist, and at my waist I’m a size 6.

To that end, I’ve decided that I need to be more in charge of my wardrobe, and that means sewing. Pinterest has convinced me this is not a pipe dream.

missoni fabricI hit the fabric store last weekend, ostensibly to buy buttons. I found these two fabrics in the discount bin:

What does that fabric remind you of…? It reminds me of Missoni. I love Missoni, maybe because it makes me flash back to those 1970’s Home Economics classes, who knows? Anyway, I bought the fabrics. I am now in search of the perfect simple pattern to make myself a Missoni inspired dress. Wish me luck.

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A bicycle skirt for you

IMG_20160112_112349I ran across this Love Moschino skirt at Simons in West Edmonton Mall recently. I love denim skirts, I love love Simons, and I love love, Love Moschino.

Then I looked at the price tag. Now, I have a pretty high ceiling when it comes to buying clothes. I consider my clothing wearable art, and I use it to express myself. But this skirt was $495.00 – for a denim skirt with a completely inaccurate map of the world painted on it. I am not paying that.

IMG_20160208_214854A couple days later I was in Dots. Dots is a fabulous clearance clothing store. They have great deals and get some good labels in. In Dots I found a simple denim skirt. The price tag said $24.99, which I happily paid $24.99 for a tabula rasa in denim.

I bet you can see where I am going with this. The compulsive creator in me added the situation up.

I love denim skirts + I love to paint + bonus plus, ever since I got my Daisy (that’s my bike’s name) I have been in love with the idea of riding my bike to market like a pretty French fashionista = making my own painted skirt to cycle in. What a fabulous way to combine my passions! Fashion, art and bicycles.

So I came up with a sketch, and traced that sketch onto the skirt with chalk.

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Then I went to DeSerres in West Edmonton Mall and bought some fabric paint; pink, blue, grey, ecru, white, and black. Then the part part started:

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To finish I had to to iron the backside to set the paint. Then all that was left to do was to put on my pretty new couture skirt, hop on my bike and live the designer dream.

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