7 jan. 2012

My Little Pillow

My Little Pillow


Growing up I used to beg my grandmother if she could´t just make me a carpet, she had made one for my sister. After begging and begging she finally did. My idea of weaving was that it in fact was a very easy thing to do, you just put some threads in that machine-thingy and out comes a lovely handwoven carpet. As I am trying my way through different types of handiwork the turn had come to weaving. 


Well, first of all I had to find myself a weaving frame. As I seldom have any money to buy things I decided to make one. With some nails, hammer and a piece of an old shelf I started to first venture into the world of carpeting. Needles to say, I am glad I´m sticking to fabric and yarn. My grandfather; Olle, or A.O as we know him,  being one of the finest carpenters that I have met in my life, watching me from heaven.... dear sweat Lord (that I do not  even believe in...) just hammering away. I am so sorry O. A.





The result was not all that bad in the end. It was just to get me started. 

I started trying the different techniques that I had read about and although my weaving frame was not very big, and not even realy a frame at all, it caught my interest and finally my little dollhouse carpet was ready to be taken off the frame. 


Well, I do not play with dolls anymore and I suspect the old dollhouse is long gone somewhere I turned the little carpet into a holder for my many crochet needles. Now I can arrange them size-wise and even though they usually are somewhere else I at least feel very organized. 


Finding this new venue of creating I talked about it with my neighbor, who is a very creative person, and as it turned out she had a school weaving frame and a bigger weaving frame that she could lend me. 


I started thinking what to make, with what and as it often works with me, there is no time for drawing, testing making models etc. I started out with some yarn( acrylic) and remembered that I had some thin silk ribbons laying around so I went looking for those and suddenly I had created a wonderful, but really small pillow. 






If my grandmother would be alive today I would never ever beg for a carpet in that way. Just weaving this little pillow, I know now that it takes a lot of work , time and effort.



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