Soooooooo.............
I'm deep in the throes of (yet again) addiction. This dying thing is really freaking awesome, you guys. I went out last night and picked like 2 cups of blackberries; all I could manage, as it's late even for them. I made up a pot of dye after shock-mordanting in saltwater (I know, so many terms!), and left my wool to sit in it all night.
Check out the results:
I'm still figuring out a lot of stuff about it, like how much plant matter to how much water etcetera, but overall I'm rather pleased with the results. I'll see how it spins and report back.
Speaking of spinning...
Have a crappy cell phone picture of my new Kiwi. It's a lot prettier now that I shellacked it (actually I shellacked it, and then my dad fixed it when I messed it up), kind of a deep amber. And you can't see, but there's a cute impression of a Kiwi bird on the right foot pedal. It spins like a DREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAM. By the way, even the fact that it spins is a huge testament to my awesomeness, because it came in a little box and I had to hammer and screw and assemble it myself. And it WORKS.
I walked all around town this morning hunting down random flowers and leaves that I thought would make a pretty dye. We'll see how that turns out. I actually spent all day cleaning my room, which is sort of terrifying. It's actually clean now! The roving socks have been culled! The biggest victim of the culling was my clothing. I finally forced myself to get rid of my too-big clothes, even if I really like them. Wearing an attractive shirt that looks like a tent isn't attractive, Corinna. Losing 43 lbs IS attractive. Buy new frigging clothes.
Soooo, I'm trying to decide a couple things.
Poll Spinning Questions
Also, not sure what to do with my old spinning wheel.
Poll wheel
Check out the results:
I'm still figuring out a lot of stuff about it, like how much plant matter to how much water etcetera, but overall I'm rather pleased with the results. I'll see how it spins and report back.
Speaking of spinning...
Have a crappy cell phone picture of my new Kiwi. It's a lot prettier now that I shellacked it (actually I shellacked it, and then my dad fixed it when I messed it up), kind of a deep amber. And you can't see, but there's a cute impression of a Kiwi bird on the right foot pedal. It spins like a DREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAM. By the way, even the fact that it spins is a huge testament to my awesomeness, because it came in a little box and I had to hammer and screw and assemble it myself. And it WORKS.
I walked all around town this morning hunting down random flowers and leaves that I thought would make a pretty dye. We'll see how that turns out. I actually spent all day cleaning my room, which is sort of terrifying. It's actually clean now! The roving socks have been culled! The biggest victim of the culling was my clothing. I finally forced myself to get rid of my too-big clothes, even if I really like them. Wearing an attractive shirt that looks like a tent isn't attractive, Corinna. Losing 43 lbs IS attractive. Buy new frigging clothes.
Soooo, I'm trying to decide a couple things.
Poll Spinning Questions
Also, not sure what to do with my old spinning wheel.
Poll wheel