Computers came out when I was 14 so a long time ago. Everyone in the house is great with them .....me not so much lol.
So I write 2 blogs which I was supper impressed with being able to do and then I forget the password.
Yes it took me over a week to remember.
So maybe it was having chance to sit at my loom yesterday and get some weaving done.
It felt good and feels like forever since I had time to play at my loom. I say play as when taking the Master Weaver program you have a lot of homework in which to do and you are trying to make sure you get it right as well as done on time.
I heard back that I passed my level 3 master weaver. A very happy dance 94% I only lost 3 marks with my homework. 4 marks on my oral presentation. The one that brought my mark down was a quiz that we had done in class. 19 out of 30. I hate quizzes to say the least. I am sure I am ADD as well as mild dyslexic, but I am still proud of my mark.
I have booked in for level 4 which is in June in Olds College in Alberta.
As long as enough people pass and book in the class will be a go. So I have my fingers crossed that it is a go.
It has been a long 3 years doing homework and pushing myself. It has given me more understanding in weave structures and wanting to teach weaving, which I have started to do.
Most of all it has given me the tools in which to be able to pass on to others. I have just got my business licence and super excited to have my own business set up to be able to sell both weaving supplies and my products I weave. Along with classes I teach at in Birkeland Bros wool shop in Abbotsford, beginners class. which start in April
Classes I hope to be putting on soon at my place.
I will be teaching things like dressing your loom back to front, Weave your own tea towels and biggest one will be weave your own baby wraps.
Which I will help you design your own wrap and then make the warp and get the loom ready for you to weave.
If you want to check me out on facebook I am Woven Dreams Fiber Arts Studio. I welcome visitors and at the moment I have some of my work in a display in the Mission arts council building, as part of the Mission spinner and weavers guild which I am part of. I am also a guild member of Abbotsford guild.
I am also going to be selling Brassard weaving supplies. Just waiting to have my first order in.
So yes its all new and exciting and I cant wait to have everything ready. This week my business cards came in another happy dance.
Right now I am low on supplies and trying to put warps together so that I can get some weaving done. So I best get back to doing some weaving and biggest thing not to forget my pass word again.
Thursday, March 31, 2016
Friday, March 18, 2016
Today I was lucky enough to go to Fibers West in Surrey in the Lower mainland of British Columbia.
I got to pick up my Master Weaver homework from my instructor Linda Wilson and have the chance to go over it. 94% over all my work. Which marking is both from the class room and homework completed.
I should say I am taking my Master Weaver through Olds College in Alberta ,Canada. Which I drive to each June to sit in class for 5 days and then you go home to complete about 150 hours of homework, all before May so that you can re register for the next level.
I have just completed level 3 and have booked in for level 4 :) such a happy dance having complete a level and hoping that there is enough people to run a class for June 2016.
I was also lucky enough to see my level 2 teacher Laura Fry. I have been lucky having such an inspirational lady in my life and a fountain of knowledge.
Laura Fry is a master weaver and one day I hope to be as well.
Do you know how many people it takes to make a master weaver. The list is endless. Why you may ask.
It takes your family and friends to give you support on your journey. While on your learning journey you then have your teachers which all teach in different ways. What ever the teacher is like they have to be able to help coach you even after being in the classroom. Then when you get home your back to family, friends and guild members.
So the number of people that help you while you are on your learning journey is endless. No matter what they say, it could be a question that they ask helps you understand something more.
Me well I have too many to mention, some are more special than others, but the special ones know who they are.
So when I have all my levels done it has been off the backs of lots of other people. All have helped in one way or another and all I am thankful to have in my life.
I purchased some fibers to spin :) yummy. I do not know what it will turn into when spun, but it is yummy.
Last night I got back to thinking on where my fiber addiction came from and who I should give credit to.
I remembered how my Grandmother had showed me how to crochet. At first it was just chaining a ball of yarn and then undoing it and re chaining.
After that she showed me how to crochet a simple granny square, which if you think about it my granny showed me how to do the granny square lol.
She was very limited in her knowledge as we all are when we start out with a new craft.
I was the kid that took my crochet to school and at breaks I would crochet my squares larger.
I made large squares for a long time and each weekend I would go to the local market to buy skeins of cheap acrylic yarn.
I would go home and wind each skein into a ball so that I could complete more large squares. I think I crocheted 6 to 8 large squares and joined them together into a large blanket.
Looking back they were bright in color and for a kid I think I did a good job. My family used the blankets all the time.
I had moved to Canada the year after my Mom passed away and was lucky to have her knitting needles which my father had given me. Along with the knitting needles I had the crochet hock my grandmother had given me.
I started making crocket blankets, not like when I was a kid. These ones I started off with lots of chains like I used to do as practice. Only this time I made the chains as wide as I wanted a blanket and then turned and single crocheted back. I continued in this fashion all the way.
These blankets were thicker than the ones I had made as a child. I made one each for our 3 boys and then a queen size one for our bed.
A couple of years later I found out that I was pregnant again and when our 4th son. When he was born I decided to crochet him a blanket for his bed when he was bigger. I used the crochet hock I had been given when I was 11 and had also used on the other blankets.
I was half was through making it when the head of the crochet hook came off. Crochet hocks were plastic back then unlike the metal ones you get now.
I was upset at the thought I could not finish the blanket with my grand mothers crochet hock at the start, but as in life things are not always made to last. I completed the blanket for my son and it too was used.
So I look back on my child hood with good thoughts on how my fiber addiction started and wish when I was younger I had asked more questions on how to do things, as if you don't ask you never find out.
I do believe my new blog is about my fiber addiction and how it has progressed over my 47 year of life lol.
I got to pick up my Master Weaver homework from my instructor Linda Wilson and have the chance to go over it. 94% over all my work. Which marking is both from the class room and homework completed.
I should say I am taking my Master Weaver through Olds College in Alberta ,Canada. Which I drive to each June to sit in class for 5 days and then you go home to complete about 150 hours of homework, all before May so that you can re register for the next level.
I have just completed level 3 and have booked in for level 4 :) such a happy dance having complete a level and hoping that there is enough people to run a class for June 2016.
I was also lucky enough to see my level 2 teacher Laura Fry. I have been lucky having such an inspirational lady in my life and a fountain of knowledge.
Laura Fry is a master weaver and one day I hope to be as well.
Do you know how many people it takes to make a master weaver. The list is endless. Why you may ask.
It takes your family and friends to give you support on your journey. While on your learning journey you then have your teachers which all teach in different ways. What ever the teacher is like they have to be able to help coach you even after being in the classroom. Then when you get home your back to family, friends and guild members.
So the number of people that help you while you are on your learning journey is endless. No matter what they say, it could be a question that they ask helps you understand something more.
Me well I have too many to mention, some are more special than others, but the special ones know who they are.
So when I have all my levels done it has been off the backs of lots of other people. All have helped in one way or another and all I am thankful to have in my life.
I purchased some fibers to spin :) yummy. I do not know what it will turn into when spun, but it is yummy.
Last night I got back to thinking on where my fiber addiction came from and who I should give credit to.
I remembered how my Grandmother had showed me how to crochet. At first it was just chaining a ball of yarn and then undoing it and re chaining.
After that she showed me how to crochet a simple granny square, which if you think about it my granny showed me how to do the granny square lol.
She was very limited in her knowledge as we all are when we start out with a new craft.
I was the kid that took my crochet to school and at breaks I would crochet my squares larger.
I made large squares for a long time and each weekend I would go to the local market to buy skeins of cheap acrylic yarn.
I would go home and wind each skein into a ball so that I could complete more large squares. I think I crocheted 6 to 8 large squares and joined them together into a large blanket.
Looking back they were bright in color and for a kid I think I did a good job. My family used the blankets all the time.
I had moved to Canada the year after my Mom passed away and was lucky to have her knitting needles which my father had given me. Along with the knitting needles I had the crochet hock my grandmother had given me.
I started making crocket blankets, not like when I was a kid. These ones I started off with lots of chains like I used to do as practice. Only this time I made the chains as wide as I wanted a blanket and then turned and single crocheted back. I continued in this fashion all the way.
These blankets were thicker than the ones I had made as a child. I made one each for our 3 boys and then a queen size one for our bed.
A couple of years later I found out that I was pregnant again and when our 4th son. When he was born I decided to crochet him a blanket for his bed when he was bigger. I used the crochet hock I had been given when I was 11 and had also used on the other blankets.
I was half was through making it when the head of the crochet hook came off. Crochet hocks were plastic back then unlike the metal ones you get now.
I was upset at the thought I could not finish the blanket with my grand mothers crochet hock at the start, but as in life things are not always made to last. I completed the blanket for my son and it too was used.
So I look back on my child hood with good thoughts on how my fiber addiction started and wish when I was younger I had asked more questions on how to do things, as if you don't ask you never find out.
I do believe my new blog is about my fiber addiction and how it has progressed over my 47 year of life lol.
Thursday, March 17, 2016
My first knitting project.
My name is Michelle Hughes and I am a fiber addict lol really it is true.
Just after I had my first son I started knitting.
I was lucky that my Mom showed me some basic stitches when I was 14, you know like purl and knit.
By the time I wanted to get into knitting more my Mom had passed away from breast cancer and my son was now 5 years old.
Mind he was 5 and I also had a 3 year old son. To add to it I was pregnant with my 3rd son.
Just to help you all out I also had a 4th son. I was one lucky woman having 4 healthy boys.
Getting back to knitting, My first son was about to start school and at that time we lived in the UK.
He needed a uniform and I decided to knit his top for him. I had a little help from a friend and I purchased book on knitting stitches.
Getting the book helped me work out how to understand the quite complex top I was about to knit.
The top had a fold down collar and it crossed over in the front. I sure hope that makes sense.
It had taken me some time to complete the top for my son, but I had gotten it done before school started.
I had purchased another one for him so that I could pop one in the wash and have one for him to use.
Now imagine you are so pleased that you have created a sweater for your 5 year old son and it fits. Oh yes it fitted very well. Only thing is he looked at me and said Mommy its the wrong shade of blue.
I think back to those times some 22 years ago and laugh on what a five year old could say. He wore the sweater not to school, but home.
I then knitted one for my 3 year old son and carried on with my new love of fiber.
Like I said by that point I was addicted to fiber.
Just after I had my first son I started knitting.
I was lucky that my Mom showed me some basic stitches when I was 14, you know like purl and knit.
By the time I wanted to get into knitting more my Mom had passed away from breast cancer and my son was now 5 years old.
Mind he was 5 and I also had a 3 year old son. To add to it I was pregnant with my 3rd son.
Just to help you all out I also had a 4th son. I was one lucky woman having 4 healthy boys.
Getting back to knitting, My first son was about to start school and at that time we lived in the UK.
He needed a uniform and I decided to knit his top for him. I had a little help from a friend and I purchased book on knitting stitches.
Getting the book helped me work out how to understand the quite complex top I was about to knit.
The top had a fold down collar and it crossed over in the front. I sure hope that makes sense.
It had taken me some time to complete the top for my son, but I had gotten it done before school started.
I had purchased another one for him so that I could pop one in the wash and have one for him to use.
Now imagine you are so pleased that you have created a sweater for your 5 year old son and it fits. Oh yes it fitted very well. Only thing is he looked at me and said Mommy its the wrong shade of blue.
I think back to those times some 22 years ago and laugh on what a five year old could say. He wore the sweater not to school, but home.
I then knitted one for my 3 year old son and carried on with my new love of fiber.
Like I said by that point I was addicted to fiber.
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