One of my favourite weave structures to design with is Bronson Lace.
Yesterday I worked on the article for WEFT (no this isn't a draft from the article) and was reminded how neat, how tidy the weave structure is. And how much freedom I have because I know how to weave it in pick up.
I'm not a fan of doing pick up because it is so slow, but I don't mind picking up Bronson Lace, especially if I can use my floor loom as a mechanized pick up apparatus.
I have always lived my life reflecting about the meaning of Life. I'm drawn to think about how we live. How we interact with others.
Confession time - I have not always been the best person. I look back with some dismay at the stumbles I've taken. The opportunities to be kind that I messed up. I regret them very much. But every time I pause to reflect over some new offence I have committed, I vow to do better. Be better.
I am far enough along in the current stage of 'recovery' or healing that I am beginning to look ahead. I asked for feedback on what I should focus on and one person responded that I should do what I loved to do (I paraphrase).
And ultimately I know that. But I have a number of ways open before me and I'm exhausted. So I was hoping for an indication of where I should expend my tiny amount of energy.
After thinking about this for a number of days and just one response I am left to try and figure out which path to take. Which, ultimately, is how it should be. It is, after all, my life I am living.
With a number of paths to choose from, I have decided to leave my options open. In the face of increased intrusions of things like LLM/AI into every nook and cranny of our lives I have decided to make some different choices. It may cost me more, but I refuse to have data companies able to mine my data - as much as I can. I know I can't avoid it entirely. But I can do my best.
I am divesting myself of the worst of the lot, or minimizing my exposure to those companies. I am making different choices from the obvious service providers. Again, it may cost me more, but I don't care.
I choose NOT to use GPS, but take my time to thoughtfully make my decisions. It has how I have always lived my life. It seems appropriate to continue to do so.
Am I 'scared'? Yes, it is scary. But I have never let myself be swayed because something was unknown and scary. If I did I would never have set foot on that freighter out of Montreal and sailed to Sweden when I was 19.
It was, perhaps, THE formative transformation I chose to make. With the help of strangers I not only survived, I succeeded.
I am going to continue to think, consider, weigh my options. My recovery is early days - and to be honest, it is only *one* of the physical issues that is improving right now - and I don't have to make any hard and fast decisions today. So I have just set up some new options and will take time to get used to them and continue to consider what I need to be doing with my life.
Doug reminded me I have a very large box of card stock (or heavy paper) which is left over from the original Magic in the Water. I have, from time to time, designed woven samples and published small booklets with actual samples. I could do that again. Or not. I could publish monographs and sell them in pdf format via my ko-fi shop. I could hold remote presentations and run the meetings myself. Study groups? Lectures series (I have 11 already written). One-on-one tutoring.
These are the options I am considering.
Round and round the roulette wheel goes - where the ball drops...is anybody's guess.
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