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Weaving Projects - the Calm before the Storm

The end of September is Appleumpkin in the tiny village of Wyoming NY. For the past six years or so, I've set up at the arts and crafts festival. Now that the major summer fairs and editing portions are over, I begin the preparations for Appleumpkin.

Yesterday, I finished off a length of black and copper yardage for two shawls ... or a shawl and a shrug. The yardage is waiting to be washed, so I'll see then. Today, I finished off yardage for some purses. Very pink purses (actually, they remind me of pistachios, bubblegum and chocolate). Personally, I don't purchase pink unless absolutely necessary or it comes in a bundle of fabric. I had purchased a batik quilter's jelly roll a few years past that had a plethora of pink. I'm hoping that the purses sell ... I'm not the biggest fan of the color pink.

After finishing up the small loom's pink yardage, I warped up my larger rigid heddle loom with a burgundy and copper warp. Very cool looking, if I do say so myself. I'll have photos of everything tomorrow.

Lastly, for what scares me with the floor loom: I have decided that I am going to attempt an overshot pattern because I can kill two fears with one warp. Now, I just have to figure out what I can use for the overshot weft. For those who don't know, overshot is a weave structure popular from the American Colonial to the Federalist time periods particularly in the forms of coverlets. With the advent of Jacquard looms and quilting, overshot lost popularity, but has made some comeback. If you are looking for something that is uniquely Colonial, an overshot coverlet is a good bet. To create overshot, a weaver uses two different wefts: a finer ground weft usually the same as the warp, and a contrasting heavier weft to create the overshot design. I have plenty of yarn, just nothing that is significantly larger than my 8/2 cotton that I have used for the weft. I suppose I can find some knitter's yarn someplace ... I'll update when I solve the problem.

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