A couple of weeks ago, the newest issue of Piecework magazine came in the mail (March/April 2010).
I always enjoy reading about various textile arts of the past and in this issue, I was especially taken by the article about weaving on mini 4-inch looms, originally called Weave-Its. The article said that these had also been produced under the name Weavette, but that they were no longer made and could now be found on Ebay, in antique shops, or at garage sales.
It was shipped very quickly and arrived at my house last Thursday. I played with it a bit on Thursday night. I’ve never really done much in the way of weaving, and I messed up the warping of my first square. I then successfully made one square and proceeded to mess up my third. By that point, I had finally figured out how everything is supposed to look when it’s right and when it’s wrong and have been successful with all of my later squares. I found it to not be difficult once I finally had the warping part figured out.
On Friday morning, I started to take pictures of my first four successful squares.
I was going to write a blog post about it and planned to write that while it was sort of fun, I didn’t really anticipate making any huge projects this way. I’d found some pdfs of vintage project books at
http://www.eloomanation.com/ that had initially looked fun, but that I now knew I’d never really create enough squares to make any of them.
The next few days were long, tiring and are sort of a blur now. My husband had very successful surgery and I spent a lot of time sitting in the hospital. I was very, very thankful to have that mini-loom with me. I found that it was the perfect thing to work with to keep my hands busy. It required no counting or following patterns as knitting or crocheting would have. There are no stitches to get pulled out in my bag and it could be put down at any second as I helped adjust a pillow, talked to a physical therapist, or whatever. I could work quickly and make a whole square or just weave a slow row or two when I was tired and distracted.
Now my husband is home from the hospital to continue the work of healing. I’m finding that my loom is still the perfect outlet for me, as I sit near him on the couch or bed, being close to help if needed, but not distracting to him. Weaving little squares is possible when tired in a way that other hand-work just isn’t working for me right now. I anticipate my little loom being a continuing companion as we head to doctor’s appointments and physical therapy visits in the coming weeks.