Posted by Peg in South Carolina
My warp still sits on the loom, waiting patiently for me to find the time(?) to finish the sleying, tying on, and in general just getting it ready to be woven. I have lost interest in it.
It has been hard for me finally to say this: I have lost interest in it.
I have not, on the other hand, lost interest in weaving. But I no longer have the kind of energy that I originally brought to this particular warp. The tremendous energy I have been bringing to weaving these past few years, and which has culminated in this particiular warp, has been diverted. To music. To singing. To working on the development of my voice. And this requires more physical and mental energy, more purely physical strength, than weaving has ever required. The work is exhausting. The result? I simply have neither the physical nor the mental energy left that this warp demands.
To give me the energy that singing demands, I have upped my levels of aerobic exercise and of strength-building exercise. I sleep like a baby!
So I have been tempted to just cut the warp off and throw it away. Get it out of the house. Out of my sight. But I cannot seem to be able to do that either. Doing that would break my heart.
“Pulling My Head out of the Sand” was written by Margaret Carpenter for Talking about Weaving and was originally posted on December 18, 2010. ©2010 Margaret Carpenter aka Peg in South Carolina
