I've had to stop because I did too much cutting across the warping and my right hand started giving signs of carpal discomfort. Can't press that overuse too hard. Not worth it.
I have been amazed to find our that the fabric scraps used for the weft seem to be from a men's shirting factory. I have found scraps identical shape & cloth that have all the earmarks of factory off-cuts.
What is also surprising, but not when you think deeply about India, is how small some of the scraps are or how thin. The too-thin ones get ganged up with other similar skinnies and then lain into the weaving shed. Some of the scraps used are no longer than 6 inches.
Much of the cloth is high grade fine pima cotton, and most woven plaid rather than printed cloth. I have a mental image of the weaving operation being right next door to some cutting room. It's a delicious thought.
No amount of pressing will irradicate that. It's part of my fascination with these cloth scraps.
The next rug was started. The colored strips are put to one side & the white ones to another. I chucked the white strips. There are limits!
I just love the sculptural feel of the white stuff. When I get to Vancouver I'll do a rug we have there and I'll have another chance to work with these white scraps. I find them so juicy!!
George asks, of course, "What are you going to DO with all this?" Good question. I really don't have an answer yet but I'm mulling. Clothing? Quilt? We'll see.
One thing I thought I'd do was show these to Charlotte Kwan. She started Maiwa. I'm sure she'd be interested.
There was one other mini exploration that started on Kauia'i. I found a t-shirt on the road that had been run over many times.
This first photo is after the drying.
That's it for today.
We are doing all the finishing clean-up of our place. Packing-city too.