...covered head to toe in spiders of all kinds -- spider hat, spider shirt, numerous spider pins, spider pants, socks, shoes and earrings, and carrying her ever-present spider goblet. (Oh, and Groucho Marx glasses, just for fun.) She says she is channeling Spiderwoman, from native American folklore, in honor of the fact that she's a spinner, and so now, are we.
Do you get a sense of how fun this woman is? No? Then, take a gander at this picture, which I forgot to share with you yesterday:
You see those earrings? Take a wild guess as to what the "stone" is in them. There's a folk school hand-carved, hand-painted wooden top to the first person who gets it right. I'll try and remember to post the answer tomorrow.
As far as my spinning progress, here is my craptastic handspun gallery of shame, thus far:
-handspun "yarn" from Sunday's spinning class at SAFF
-handspun yarn from Tuesday's drop-spindling efforts
-handspun yarn from this morning's wheel-spinning
(can you say "energized singles"?)
Something else I discovered today -- it's a lot easier to spin from hand-carded rolags than from drum-carded bats of fiber. The latter require a lot more pre-drafting prior to spinning, at least for this novice. However, that still doesn't convince me that I want to hand-card my own fiber. I just need to get better at pre-drafting and drafting roving. Tomorrow, I'd also like to try spinning a little of the commercially prepared (combed?) roving I bought at SAFF, to see what that's like.
I'm still not convinced that I'm going to get a wheel after class is over, at least not right away, but I will definitely try more drop spindling, so will be keeping my eyes open for a pretty one.
Enough about spinning class. Tonight, after yet another delicious meal, I stayed for part of their Halloween program, and sat & knit in the Keith House library with some of my classmates:
while someone told folk school ghost stories. I had to marvel, as I looked around that room while listening to the stories, at all the beautiful handiwork all over the place. The hand-carved plaque above the fireplace, (pictured at the very top of this post); the handmade chairs donated by various folks in the community back around 1928 when the school first opened, whose woven seats have no doubt been caned and re-caned over the years. The gorgeous hand-forged fireplace screen; `the coffee table made from the cross-section of a log. Fantastic landscape paintings that I'd love to buy if they were, by some miracle, for sale. The attention to detail and the marvelous hand-crafted, museum-quality items in every building on campus are a feast for the eyes. The campus buildings themselves are a feast for the eyes.
[Note: I have taken many, many pictures of things I've seen here, but am not going to bog down the blog with them. I plan on uploading them all to Flickr and then posting a link to a slideshow of them in a future blog post, for those who want further eye-candy. Probably won't happen until early next week.]
Later, after the ghost stories, there was a "haunted house" tour, and I broke away from the group at that point and headed back to the B&B. These shorts nights and long days are taking their toll!
And so, I will bid you goodnight.
(Read about Day 4)