this last week of the Contemporary Woven Boro class was all consuming. there were hopes of getting so much more completed. but now, it's quiet.
i brought a heavy piece of plywood in to create a larger table top for work on this cloth. as i stitch, i think about all i learned in this class. where i stand now that it's over, that all "formal" classes might be over. Whispering being an individual experience.
some things come easily to mind:
i don't need an array of fabrics, many colors, many designs. than very satisfying cloths can be created by using what i have, using mending to design. attending to the subtleties of placement of the smallest fragments, of stitches.
that these techniques of cloth weaving will work on any scale imaginable. i COULD weave a shelter. i am sure of this now. but working with small blocks, components, that can be held on my lap is the most appealing. this Daughter cloth may be the only cloth of that size i ever make.
