For years, I have worked with color through weaving. I colored with crayons very young, and painted throughout childhood and college. My practical nature turned toward weaving - art to function, art to warm and cover surfaces and bodies. My color sense is surely one of my stronger senses - the use of surprise colors, the unexpected, is my laughter as I work and gives the weaving an additional life.
What I like most about my felted work is the way that it integrates with our farming lifestyle. It allows me to use a resource that we produce, and fashion it into a useful and beautiful product. Crafting hats out of wool gives me a break from the more active and physically demanding aspects of farming. It is usually a quiet, reflective time.
There is something undeniably compelling in weaving cloth. It is one of the foundation crafts of civilization. The discipline required to warp a loom and the artistry needed to weave beautiful fiber is a constant never ending challenge. I stumbled upon a 19th century barn loom long ago in an attic of an abandoned farmhouse and something in the act of setting the first warp and teaching myself to weave was magical and life changing.