Lost Arts studio

A lot of the fiber arts I enjoy are things like tatting, netmaking, chair caning, and even weaving, where people will come up to me when I demonstrate and solemnly tell me, "That's a lost art."

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19 August 2006

Remembered Camera, Forgot to Take Pictures

One thing that's been true since I first started going to the Michigan Fiber Festival is that the weather is always "iffy". The fiber festival is held in August. In Michigan, that usually means hot, sometimes means rainy, and often means humid.

All week the forecast for Saturday was "chance" of showers, usually 30 percent chance. Overnight Friday we got about half an inch of rain. In the morning when I got up and drove east, I went from fog and simultaneous fine rain, to even finer rain, to fog.

Tatting in the fog at 99 percent relative humidity is not impossible. It's just not easy. The thread soaks up moisture from the air and it gets hard to close a ring.

Wow. Suddenly got hit with a wave of tiredness. Oh! We're in the red building this year, the one with a big banner that says "Demonstration Area". The white building is full of workshops. And, uh, I guess we were in the red building last year.

Red, white, what's the difference. More later, probably Monday, when I'm not quite so tired.

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