Late last night, I rediscovered these three small bags of non-wool fibers hidden in a yarn bag at the back of a lower shelf: Tussah silk, soy silk and hemp sliver. I bought them 18 months ago because they looked cool and promised to reveal some new wonder. I was primarily felting at the time, so I tried to incorporate them into the bowl designs; they looked fussy, as though I were TRYING. (In high school I was openly aggressive towards friends' hippie leanings: weaving especially. It was sooooo seventies.) My hemp, soy and silk "felted" bowls looked like something the weavers would have made before smoking out and getting naked.
Now that I am starting to spin. . .oh, I cannot wait to make a corriedale/romney/silk yarn! Calling all latter-day hippies now in their late thirties shopping at Ikea and Crate & Barrel and Williams-Sonoma! I get it!
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