Monday, February 2, 2009
For the last couple of hours I've been in my studio winding yarn, as I do most nights (really, we should be called yarn winders rather than yarn dyers, since I feel like I spend 90% of my time winding yarn and only 10% dying). And as I looked around I thought to myself "This place is a mess!". I have a very small studio and so it doesn't take much for it to become 'a mess'. But then I stopped complaining to myself for a minute and actually looked around. I had my camera handy, so I took a couple of photos sitting in my spinny chair. And I realized that I was like a man who lived in one of those secret treasure troves (the type guarded by dragons) complaining about how there is gold everywhere-- such a mess! I am literally surrounded by yarn. Spread out covering the entire floor are skeins of yarn awaiting labeling and packing to be sent to customers. On the table are baskets filled with samples and odds and ends of yarn that I use for swatching and experimenting with designs. Behind that are the bins I keep the undyed yarn in, and further back you can see the closet filled with cones of yarn. On the other side is a pile of yarn awaiting re-skeining. Yes, its a mess. But its not a bad mess to be in at all!