I have heard of Chilkat Robes as being called the “veil between the worlds.” I couldn’t help but think of those words early on, especially sitting there and looking at my warp hanging from my loom. It looked lonely without the weft being woven through it yet. I often find myself thinking of all of those who have gone ahead of us, family as well as friends.
Early on, I started noticing all of the life that takes place behind my loom as I sit and weave, so I started taking quick little snapshots of moments that are easy to take for granted. The pictures aren’t spectacular, in fact they are rather mundane, but to me they are the world. I thought I would share some of them with you. I notice the changing of seasons, the growth of my family, the growth in my weaving and I am thankful. They also serve as a reminder to me to simultaneously remember the past and cherish the present.