Field of Dreams

Field of Dreams is the most recent warp to come off of the loom here at 14 Mile Farm.  Its woven in a "crackle" weave by Ralf Griswold. The warp is 8/2 cotton from Maurice Brassard.  

This wrap was inspired by the fireweed that blooms in the Alaskan summer.  

Fireweed covers the landscape here in interior Alaska in the summers.  It is a very resilient plant, the first to return to area after a forest fire, hence the name.  Each flower on the stalk fluffs out like a dandelion in late summer and is blown on the wind to reseed the land for the next year.  

It grows on roadsides, in meadows and fields, and covers the hill in our front yard.

The warp moves through spring to summer greens, with magenta and fuschia followed by the grey blues of a late summer sky, and natty pinstriping to evoke the the fluff of the fireweed going to seed.

Here we see the cloth building up on the cloth beam.  It is one of my favorite and most satisfying sights as a weaver.  You can see the weft change from the magenta to the greens.

This piece is woven with a magenta Tencel, and will be staying here with us.  The combination of the grippiness of the crackle weave with the glide provided by the tencel makes for divine wrapping qualities.

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A cowl in grey Tencel.  Tencel in a crackle weave is one of my new favorite things.  I love the play between the shine of the tencel and the matte unmercerized cotton.  So soft!

This piece was woven with a hand-dyed variegated Tencel weft in shades of green and will be flying to a new home.

I love the way that the variegated greens are evocative of the oh-so-green summer landscape that fireweed blooms against.  This weft came together even better than I had hoped.

Bands of magenta tencel in the tails of the variegated piece to highlight the bright color of the flowering fireweed.

The variegated weft was a joy to weave, always changing.  I see more hand-dyed yarns in the future here at 14 Mile Farm! 

Fire in the Sky and a Field of Dreams

Once upon a time in a land far far away there lived a little girl and a little boy.  The little girl and the little boy shared a mother and had been born within minutes of one another.  They were twins.  They grew up in a village on a hill with streets of stone, overlooking the oldest city in the land.  

Across the sea and past the mountains, a woman in a cabin in the woods went to her loom. She unspooled thread the color of the winter fire in the sky.  She unspooled thread the color of the fire flowers that grew in the summer.  And she wove a blanket for the little girl and the little boy.  

For you see, many moons past, she had sat on rocky shores and watched the waves and tasted the salt sea spray along with the mother of the twins.  Both had left their girlhood home to seek their futures far away.  

And so it was, you see, that one day the man with the post brought a package of distant love to the little girl and to the little boy.  It held the magic of a winter night, the brilliance of a summer day.

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Next on the loom are a pair of fairly short warps.  I'm weaving gifts for a very special brother and sister who live in Italy.  When I found out that one of my best friends was having twins, I started scheming as to what I could make for them.  They are now just turned 7 months old, and their birthday gifts are only just going on the loom.  Oops!  

Photo credit: Mackenzie Rohn and 14 Mile Farm

Here in Interior Alaska the summer brings 24 hours of daylight and temperatures sometimes in the 90s.  Winter brings 20 hours of dark and temperatures sometimes 40 degrees below zero.  Fun fact: 40 below is the temperature at which the Celsius and Fahrenheit scales meet; 40 below Celsius is the same as 40 below Fahrenheit.  

Summer paints the fields, the meadows, the roadsides a bright fuschia with the blooming of fireweed.  Winter paints the skies with ribbons of light.

There is such a stark contrast to the phases of the year, and yet the two are two halves of a perfectly balanced whole.  There's a special relationship between twins, between 2 beings who shared an abode in the womb.  I thought this was the perfect pairing for a sweet pair of twins.

Photo credit: Forest & Field Photography and Maya Salganek

This pair of warps is is only the first step in my exploration of paying homage to the fireweed and to the aurora.  All photos were taken here in Fairbanks where I live.  Expect to see more projects along these lines in the future!  I'm already dreaming up a hand-dyed aurora....

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Project details:

Warp of 8/2 cotton 

Crackle threading, draft found here:

Weaving Draft: cw108265, Crackle Design Project, Ralph Griswold, United States, 2004, #13482

There will be at least one piece available for draw off of each of these warps.