I had a wedding and a funeral to attend in California last week. So, my husband and I did a bit of hiking in the mountains and site-seeing between the two events. We hiked to ten thousand feet (starting at seven thousand) just for lunch! And to sit next to this beautiful lake with absolutely no one else around.
At the top of this blog, is a photo of me in front of all that remains of what was the main attraction in town, the Apple Valley Inn. My father, a jazz pianist, played in the band there for the Hollywood stars who performed nightly that summer.
I had forgotten what a desolate place it was. And with the current drought it was dryer than dry. I couldn't find the motel we stayed in, but it was something like this ...
Then it came to me that not only did I learn to thread a needle and embroider that summer, I remember checking out a book about weaving. I would cut up some of my embroidery thread into short lengths and arrange them to look like the little square weaving diagrams in that book about weaving. My father was quite amused by my obsession with this and would remind me from time to time, how he when he asked me what I was doing, my answer was "WEAVNG!" for years.
Sometimes I wonder how I ended up sewing and designing for a living ... so, this was an interesting side trip I made last week.
When did you first become interested in textiles and sewing?