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Wednesday at the Barn

ImageMore dyeing today.

I clamped a very large piece of silk I’ve had for many years, really rather afraid to cut into it. Next week is the clamp and dye week; this week is focused on putting on color and then taking off and then putting it back on again. As I wrote that, it sounds somewhat like piecing quilts–but then quilting began as a thrift thing or functional thing but has now grown into something quite different.

We had splatters of rain through the day and the sewing class would remark to us with a bit of panic that it seeme to be raining and our fabric might be getting wet—and of course, to me, it meant another rinse cycle without any work on my part.

Today’s project was a vat dye; this is an interesting process with the dye present in a reduced form and then oxidizing on the surface as it removes previous dye. Indigo is the same kind of process. Our color choice today was orange-and so I did several pieces of orange—-not my favorite color but very striking on the lavendar hand-dyes. It will make great fabric to cut up and use in pieceing.

First and Second Day with Elin at the Crow Barn

Still no photos; it’s too late and I’m too tired to fiddle with my netbook.

Yesterday was busy, we dove right in with some thiox discharging after we all tried on our respirators. We all looked like something from a science fiction movie–Darth Vaderettes. Then we did some resist stitching and did some dyeing of cottons in MX dye.

I had some wooden picket fence pieces from a hobby store that were highly coveted and made for some really interesting effects.

Then today we did acid dyeing of silks; I tried to do a thiox discharge on my own to be sure I knew how to do it; tomorrow I”ll try to reproduce the acid dye. The smell was rather intense as people began to work with thiox and carrying the end product indoors plus washing the silks out with vinegar and so I left early. I”m going to get an early breakfast in the morning and get there before most of the rest do so I can get some dyeing done before the others get there. Now I remember why I always did most of my surface design and weaving stuff on Sunday mornings after church.

Arrival at the Barn

Art Retreats are always fun but then there is the challenge of what to bring—which is even more challenging when airplane travel is figured in. I had planned to drive and to take a leisurely three days to get to Nancy Crow’s Barn in Ohio but then my youngest grandson’s baptism was on Saturday and the event started on Sunday–and somehow I missed the timing on the baptism but did arrive in time to see everyone and hold that sweet boy who now has his first tooth. My oldest grandson was not there–he was riding a bicycle –and not even two yet.

I was lucky enough to find a direct flight from Houston to Columbus but it was on a small jet so we found every bit of lumpy air there was. For a change the airplane was warm enough for  me which meant it was steaming hot for everyone else

This year Ohio had an early spring, the fruit trees are in full bloom and the grass is lushly green. There is no standing water this year and I look forward to spending some time walking about the area. My hotel room is quite spacious compared to previous year’s–but then I don’t plan to spend a lot of time in it. A fabulous breakfast is included along with coffee in the lobby outside my door each morning.

Yesterday was setup day; there isn’t much to setup for a class in dyeing but I covered my table with plastic and my dropcloth, pulled out the few tools I had—I ended up shopping at a local dollar store for some ‘tubs’–aluminum broiler pans and a plant mister and rubber bands–hair scrunchies.

Several people from last year’s class were back and so it was fun to catch up on all their doings.

No photos today but tomorrow—if I can make the internet here and my camera download! Otherwise you’ll just have to wait unjt

Arriving at Crow Timber Frame Barn Workshop




I am cozily ensconced in a very nice B&B in downtown Lancaster Ohio and contemplating an early bedtime. Tomorrow is the first day of class and the instructor (not Nancy but of the same mindset) has planned a full week. My truck was full of the supplies he requested but this time I did not have the bed full also—I think I brought a fabric shop with me last time. Paints and paper take up less room but I also brought projects to work on—optimistically thinking I will have spare time. I have never worked with gouache before so this should prove to be interesting.




After setting up—not much to do with setting out paint and paper, we had a nice evening meal and then introduced ourselves. Each of us had to tell a bizarre story or fact about ourselves—I am always at a loss in this sort of thing. Some stories were quite odd, some gruesome, others entertaining.


driving from Texas to Ohio in the rain

driving from Texas to Ohio in the rain

The drive from Texas took two full days; with nearly all of it through rain. I saw a few vehicles spun out on the side of the road, a few slow spots as wreckers removed debris but on the whole even the semis were driving slowly.




Since this week I am supposed to be learning about color, I thought about what color I might think Spring is—after all, it was a really long drive—- delicate yellow-green against rich dark brown. Winter would be shades of gray and black; Fall brilliant yellows and clear blue; I don’t think I thought about summer because I was looking at all the shrubbery in bloom. Dogwoods and redbud and plum and then there was an upside down wisteria tree—plus all the trees flowering—in shades of orange and green.


So then I started thinking about each state and what color it might be.


Arkansas was all sloshy —- shades of gray with little variation—too bad, it’s really a pretty state in fine weather.


Tennessee was emerald green with black board fences and plowed fields with trees blooming in the fence rows.


Kentucky was road cuts of white and orange slabs of rock with purple wisps of trees.



Ohio had bits of brilliant colored tulips and jonquils against dull brown and peeps of green


Texas, of course, was green—with bluebonnets and Paintbrush and daisies and firewheel all blooming.


Interesting idea for a series.