I wove a few metres with the wefts shown in my earlier post, then tried a bit of orange… …and finally a bit of blue, keeping the grey throughout. I love all these combinations, but it is time for a new warp. And, amazingly, the website move is accomplished with almost no effort on my part. I’m a very happy customer so far – here’s hoping that the hosting turns out to be as reliable as it is welcoming.
On Monday morning when I sat down at the loom, I heard this.
Two composers were considering the shape of the London skyline and expressing it in music. Sound familiar? I know some weavers use musical scores as the basis for drafting, but perhaps musicians might also consider playing a few network drafted threadings?
I took it to be a very good omen for the week’s weaving, although (as I am once more tunnelling my way through a marking mountain) I haven’t achieved quite as much as a good omen deserves! Never mind, it was fascinating to listen to and there are two more episodes still to come.
By the way, a website migration is in progress. In theory this should be as smooth and seamless as a silk doublecloth tube, but we’ll see…
Well, I got to the loom on Monday morning and immediately ran into problems: I was getting long warp floats on the bottom layer. Like this one, only longer.
My first thought was that one or two shafts had got tangled together – this is one of the Megado’s besetting sins, as the cords for the shafts easily slip into the wrong grooves when you are shoving them about during threading. So I checked the cords but nope, they were all as they should be. There seemed to be no loose heddles or other detritus snagging anything either.
I did wonder about a threading error (though it would have been a surprisingly consistent one) but that checked out fine as well.
Was I muddling up the treadling? I untreadled and unwove to have another go. And then again. Still getting floats. I couldn’t trace all of the individual ends very easily, but my ‘spot checks’ on a few of them showed that they were all on shaft 8.
By this time I reckoned I must have narrowed it down to the pegplan. A wrong or missing peg must be the culprit. Well, I checked and checked and checked again: the pegs were all absolutely fine.
I gave up in disgust. I had a bunch of other work to do and deadlines approaching, so yesterday I worked at home and ignored the whole thing.
The fact that the error was underneath was driving me nuts, so I decided that I had better invert the pegplan to investigate further. At least if the floats were on the top I would be able to catch them as they were happening without falling off the bench. I got another set of lags, pegged up the opposite lifts and started again.
I wove very cautiously, checking underneath every few picks, for about an hour. It was perfect. Not a float to be seen. What???
I made a cup of tea. I decided to count my blessings and carry on weaving, setting the mystery aside for now.
I had to pack up early (for yet another dental appointment) and, as I put my shoes back on, I looked at the first set of lags. And suddenly my mistake was blindingly obvious. A run of six empty holes for shaft 8. I had pegged 10-12-14-16 instead of 8-10-12-14. See it?
I am relieved to have found it. I wasn’t really comfortable with the working weave while I didn’t know what had made it NOT work. Now I can enjoy the weaving and the test match.
I’ve made a start! A new lambswool warp in grey, green and yellow.
It seemed to take me forever to thread − not really sure why, just having a slow day I think. But it’s on and I just managed to start weaving before I finished a bit early on Thursday for a long weekend with family. I didn’t photograph the little woven sliver, but it was enough to make me feel that I was into the next stage and ready to progress on Monday morning.
Yesterday we went to part of the ‘Schubertiad’ at the East Neuk Festival. We haven’t been for several years and the festival is a lot bigger and grander than it used to be (with the expected effect on ticket prices, unfortunately), but it is still a lovely event and at the heart of it are the concerts in small parish churches. This is the size of concert I really enjoy. I am not such a great fan of big orchestral events, but I love chamber music and small-scale events. Schubert’s Piano Trio in B flat was a delight. As was the fish supper afterwards.
Sutherland is right at the top of mainland Scotland and has some of the most beautiful coastline in the country. Also some of the most hard-to-reach! We walked the four and a half miles to Sandwood Bay, but had to take the minibus for the 11 miles to Cape Wrath – we happened to visit on a day when the MOD had their red flags up, so you had to get across the range very quickly (or as quickly as the rough single-track road will allow). The weather was glorious. Well, of course it was: Scotland is renowned for being the sunshine capital of the world. And there was a chocolate shop. So we had everything we needed for a very relaxing week.
The only thing missing was my voice, which completely deserted me after last weekend’s Taster Day. I was silent for several days so S really had to pay close attention – brilliant! It was quite appropriate, though, as the land is so quiet. Trickier by the sea when the wind and waves are roaring!
Lots of inspiration in the patterns and colours of the sea and the shore. The pictures in the slideshow above are just a taste.
And after all kinds of ridiculousness which is too tedious to describe, I finally have the yarn I need for the cushions and throws: I will get started on them tomorrow. I also need to finalise the schedule of classes I’m planning for the autumn and get those up on the website – I’m always quite excited about a ‘new season’, though in view of the voicelessness mentioned above I may need to prepare with some exercises. Working virtually silently for a few weeks and then talking for an entire day may not be the ideal balance.