I try like the dickens not to use the word “magic,” as we fibery types fling it around way too much. But this change in the material did feel–alchemical. The bizarre patch of wet fuzz had become rather a pretty piece of fabric, and all I had done was spin it in the tumble dryer.
For an introduction to what goes on in this column, click here. For the first part of this project, click here. It’s been months since I used my Schacht Cricket rigid heddle…
It is isn’t often that I wish a project were larger. This one is an exception. Every stage has been more fun than I anticipated–and the result makes me smile.
In my life there is (and always has been) a constant battle between the useful and the beautiful, the aesthetic and the ergonomic.
Somebody call the Vatican, because we’ve had a miracle. The perfectly ordinary cushion cover has grown to a size of 400 square miles.
If you ask me, you can tell a civilization is in decline when it stops caring about good throw pillows.