Art on Purpose
Since I learned how to spin, I haven’t stopped. I have a good quantity (also known as stash) of roving and top prepared to be spun, and another good quantity of spun yarn rolled into balls. Because I hand-spin, there … Continued
I am an avid learner. Last Thanksgiving I was taught to spin yarn out of carded wool. For hours at a time I watched my teacher spin, mesmerized by the unbroken line she produced out of what looked like … Continued
Mornings have gotten foggy and cold now. While there is still wet dew on dawn surfaces, fall is threatening to turn it into frost. I dread the day… My joints are not as sprightly as they used to be, … Continued
I’ve lost count of the number of days that have elapsed since I’ve gotten up in the morning to work on my house and stopped working when dusk gave way to night. I remember the day I realized that … Continued
Summer is most definitely on the other side of the world by now, but the days are still bright, if only with a strong golden tint. It gets cold enough at night that a good jacket is required to … Continued
September is sprinting into view. The nights are cold, the days are hot, fire season is in full swing here in northern Idaho. The air has been thick with smoke, and ash has been falling out of the sky for … Continued
With time, a conventional measure of the seasons, with the deadline of winter slowly creeping closer from beyond the heatwave, I inhabit a constantly temporary state in space and time. It appears to me that it’s a normal state of … Continued
