There's a pattern I've noticed in my creative life. It goes like this:
I notice someone doing an odd project, something I've never even heard of before. I think to myself, that's silly. It's so time consuming and what do you even get out of it? Something to put on the wall? Something to put on the floor? Clothes? I have enough of those, thankyouverymuch.
Time passes. I notice more people doing that project, whether it’s spinning yarn, weaving, or rug hooking. I keep thinking to myself, I have enough hobbies, and not enough time. No way will I ever do that other craft. Besides, it’s silly.
More time passes, and before I know it, I’ve fallen down the rabbit hole of the craft I said I’d never try.
This pattern has happened with such regularity that I’ve learned that I should never say never.
I used to think spinning yarn was silly. Why spend all that time spinning yarn when you could just buy it? Now I’m a spinner.
I used to think weaving was silly. Why spend all that time (and money on expensive equipment) to make fabric? Now I’m a weaver.
I used to think rug hooking was silly. Why spend all that time and effort to make another pillow? Now I’m a rug hooker.
In all fairness, it’s been a while since I’ve tried something really new. And trying new things is a great way to expand creativity, so I’ve learned to embrace it.
It all started years ago – I blame Kay for picking it up at Rhinebeck or somewhere and blogging about it. This stuff is catching, I tell you. Then this little kit went on sale at the Woolery, and I added it to an order for some other things.
When it came in the mail, I quite literally dropped everything and worked on it until it was finished. The yarn was a little bit splitty, there wasn’t quite enough of the white yarn, but I was hooked.
For months, I’ve been contemplating how to use scraps, rags, and worn out clothes in a way that works for me. I’ve tried weaving rag rugs and have had some successes (and spectacular failures). Now I’m trying rug hooking on for size.
I’ve got a pile of wool scraps that came with my loom. I’m suddenly hooked on rug hooking. And my front hall needs a rug. Seems like fate, don’t you think?
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