The fabric had a lovely drape and good weight. It is woven from silk and triacetate/acrylic to achieve variation in lustre. I am delighted that the Queensland Museum has acquired my daughter’s hand woven wedding dress (2005) for their collection. This workshop will be presented at the following conferencesįibres Ballarat, 5-13 April 2013, Fibre Arts New Zealand, 21-27 April. Traditional textiles from South East Asia form the research of a workshop that I’ve developed titled East Meets West. So having analysed what makes it work, I wanted to weave a cloth with elements of the original. The blue in the central band appears to be a different colour because it is alternated with the brown and has the effect of muting a traditional ikat. The alternating warp thread colour is also used in some stripes. In the textile the blue is the same as used on the ikat and side stripe. I have been doing some extensive research into South East Asian textiles and have come across some interesting techniques. This is apparently from an experienced weaver.
Maybe more than one person did the weaving.a daughter, a grandmother, a friend. It is so unusual to see differences in beating on these traditional textiles. This cloth is also interesting from another angle because there is quite a bit of variation in the beating and hence the spacing of the weft yarns. The red/brown is morinda, a natural dye used commonly in Indonesia. Ikat is achieved by binding the warp and then dyeing it before weaving. It is an interesting approach to traditional ikat as every second thread is a solid colour. So she put in an old woollen blanket and went away for 2 weeks. Some mulch got in and turned the water black. My friend Glenys had a rusty bowl containing water in her garden. I wonder what memories it will collect for its next owners.
It is now taller than the house on the far left. We found the title deeds and a photo of what it looked like with owner number two when the frangipani was but a twig. This old Queenslander is 2 years short of being 100. The “old barn” as my father affectionately called it. We each take our memorabilia and memories with us. I shut the door, turn the key in the old lock and think this is the last time I will sleep here. And the fun of “Do you remember?” and how interesting it is what each person remembers from the one event.
For those that move house or have moved elderly parents, you will be familiar with the notion of memory: found photographs and bits of papers, pictures, collections of crockery and bits of furniture, things inherited from previous generations, things acquired by parents, things made by parents (mum was a potter and dad a wood turner), things given to parents, odd bits in the garden and around the home, treasures lost and then found again. So, there was a lot of sorting of “stuff” to do by four siblings. This was a major event not just for my mum but for the whole family. But here’s one of the centrepiece before the party began.Īnd then there’s an ending and beginning of a different sort. It was such a great party, I forgot to take photos. Marg is handed the ceremonial red ribboned scissors and cuts off the first warp. We invited friends for a joint celebration. So she needed a wake to mark its going and I needed a celebration to mark its arrival. It is both beautiful and mechanically perfect with such a smooth countermarche action. This is a remarkable loom as her husband Mike made it for her: a 16 shaft computer assist. She decided it was time to find a home for her it as she was no longer able to weave.
and not just the end of 2012 and the beginning of 2013. This month is about beginnings and endings….
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