I like dyeing my scarves. I like shibori and the magic I see when I pull the dried scarf off the poles. I like the colors and challenges and chemistry and working with silk. And that is a good thing. However, I don’t wear scarves day-to-day. I am really not a scarf person. And it is hard to sell something you don’t wear.
But I love weaving. Specifically, I love weaving from archaeological sources. My library is full of source material. I dream in weaving drafts and love to warp the loom. Dyeing the yarns to match period colors. Drafting the weave. Finishing the cloth. It is as close as I can get to time travel. As a friend said, I have always had my head there.
I think you are going to see more and more history here; natural dyes, sources, projects. I have three medieval commissions. I also have a copy of a weaver’s account book from 1814 with his drafts and dye recipes. And I will be twining prehistoric Hopewell fabrics. this is where my head is. My passion.
This is the difference between like and love.