I’ve been sat tonight, having taken my work home with me, to sit in front of the fire as it’s lashing down outside, and learnt something new! That something being weaving a seat on a prototype I mentioned before - it’s so good! I’m quite enamoured with the process (and the outcome). It’s got all the elements of activities I really love, contemplation, concentrating on a problem (because it has been a bit of a mindbender) reflective but strangely mechanical, rhythmic…it's great with music on too, David bowie has been soundtracking my evening.
It’s fine work, fiddly, even, which makes a change to dealing with large pieces of furniture. It’s the same in some ways, it’s a one off handmade piece of homeware, a bespoke seat not unlike others that I make, painted steel and cord, but its also a door to another process, another set of possibilities. I want to do more when I can, I start seeing them in different colours, a small production run of beautiful, covetable objects. My head has been spinning off onto looms, rugs, blankets, trying to make an Indian pit loom described by a friend of mine she had seen….Moroccan weavers in tiny doorways with an enormous loom…ach, so much to do…..might have some of these woven footstool for sale soon - keep your eye on the website and Instagram…
