Nesting – part 4
My nest is now in the functional stage. The building stage is over, but there is polishing yet to come. For now, I’m more concerned with the middle stage of habitation. The other day, I needed room in the studio … Continued
Nesting – part 3
Building a house is simple. Walls, a roof and floor – wheels, in my case. Etymologically, “building” specifically refers to erecting a house, and now the word is also a noun that essentially means shelter. Building is a human need, … Continued
Nesting – part 2
It is especially poignant today, as an immigrant in a country built by immigrants (who were all shunned as soon as they came in, except for slaves; slaves were welcome), unable to find connection and belonging, to finally force it … Continued
Nesting – part 1
My latest project has been more of a mysterious adventure than I had thought. For two years I’ve been waiting for all the experiences related to building my house – just like compost – to break down, settle, and nourish … Continued
Taking Stock
Such a funny phrase this: to take stock, meaning to do inventory. To take/remove/observe the stock/trunk/cohesive part of something. To analyze something to its core. Or, maybe it just means to drink broth, and i’m reading too much into it. … Continued
The daily curator
Life is hectic for someone who doesn’t have the structure of routine that school or work provides; the early morning alarm and the hurried breakfast (or skip the breakfast, and grab a coffee), the office and desk work, the campus … Continued
The liminality of wool
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
Line of Thought
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
