Showing posts with label weaving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weaving. Show all posts
'a merry christmas and a happy new year'
this weekend
Little bits of seasonal cheer:
- a homemade cookie sale at St. Nicholas Church
- tree trimming
- a four-year-old's Barbie princess party
- a stop at Sugar Pines
- baking + crafting
- Christmas in Connecticut
Happy weekend.
Cheery handwoven towel by Stephanie Seal Brown.
pieced
2: Communally woven blanket by Travis Meinholf via here.
anni
Layer after layer of civilized life seems to have veiled our directness of seeing. We often look for an underlying meaning of things while the thing itself is the meaning.
Anni Albers
From top:
Wallhanging, 1924.
Cotton and silk. 168.275 x 100.33 cm.
Black-White-Gray, 1964.
Reproduction of a 1927 original. Cotton and silk. 147 x 118 cm.
Ancient Writing, 1936.
Rayon, linen, cotton, and jute. 149.8 x 111 cm.
Open Letter, 1958.
Cotton. 58.4 x 59.7 cm.
City, 1949.
Linen and cotton pictorial weaving. 44.45 x 67.3 cm.
All © The Josef and Anni Albers Foundation / Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York.
gunta
Weaving is an old craft which has evolved principles upon which even the mechanical loom must still build today. A high degree of handcraft, dexterity, skill and understanding must be acquired, and these are not, as in the case of tapestry, to be nourished by imaginative power or artistic feeling. The coming of grips with the flat loom, as its natural result, the limitation of materials, the restriction of colour, the tying of the form to the weaving process.
The use of a material, on the other hand, limits and determines the choice of the elements. Conclusions about function are always dependent on the conception of life and the living.
Gunta Stölzl - excerpt from “The Development of the Bauhaus Weaving Workshop”, 1931.
From top:
Wall hanging, flat-weave with partly reversed harness, 1923.
Samples for curtain fabric, 1926/27.
sheila
Her wall hangings have the living warmth and the thickness of fleece; their complex structure and their shadows seem to chisel out perspectives attributable only to dream palaces; they offer the mellow depth, radiance and mystery of the starry sky. Nothing better than this art could provide altogether the adornment and the antidote for the functional, utilitarian architecture in which we are sentenced to dwell. It enlivens it with the dense, patient work of human hands, and the inventive charms of a creative mind constantly stimulated by experiencing the gamut of those new materials which modern industry supplies, while remaining faithful to the immemorial rules of the most ancient perhaps of all the arts of civilization.
Claude Lévi-Strauss on Sheila Hicks.
(2 or 3 things has a post from a while ago with great images of her travels and sketchbook.)
the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down
We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.Henry Ward Beecher
Vintage Russian poster via Grain Edit.
blanketing the world
Travis Meinolf and the blanket offer project:
Since 2007, Meinolf has woven and given away 32 blankets in an attempt to "[wear] down my own tendency to hoard the product of my labor, to take pleasure in the feeling that I worked for another's warmth and let that eclipse my fetishization of the objects ..." The first were set out in piles, with a sign stating "If you need a blanket to keep you warm, you can have one of these. I wove them out of wool that was given to me."
I can't think of a more beautiful gift to give.
Via hunter & gather.
All images from here.
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