Sunday, November 9, 2008
and now for something a little bit softer
Working with wire was fabulous fun, and I certainly intend to do a lot more of it... but just for the moment, my fingers need a little break.
So I was tempted by this basket of fluffy softness... merino tops...
I'm such a novice when it comes to spinning. But I'm keen to immerse myself in it!
My wheel had been playing up. There seemed absolutely no reason why she wouldn't operate correctly, and yet the wool was being pulled in and onto the bobbin before it even had a chance to be twisted. I actually got so frustrated with the whole thing that I had to walk away and ignore her for about six weeks. I was at the point where I was ready to use her for kindling...
Then the other day, I decided to give her some love. It was a glorious afternoon. Sunny, warm, bright, and only the slightest breeze. I took her outside and started out with a thorough dusting. I then oiled all her moving parts. And named her! Apparently one should always name one's spinning wheel... I had been very negligent. So I have now christened her Molly.
And guess what??? She works!
I suspect is was probably more a result of the oiling, than the dusting and the naming... but woo hoo! She works!
When it all goes smoothly, spinning is wonderfully relaxing. It's rhythmic and soothing and mesmerising. You can only spin if you are in a state of calm composition. If you're antsy, or cranky, or worked up about something... it all goes to pot. So, I like to consider it therapy...