Okay, so no one told me that dyeing involved flames, chemical masks, mathematics and does not allow for a nice big piping open cup of coffee in your work environment. Last last condition alone might mean that dyeing is not for me.
And then I saw the colours……..
fuchsia TEAL
orange chartreuse
All of these greens came from the same dye pot. It’s an exciting exploration to see how each fibre accepts the dye.
There was so much more accomplished in the afternoon than simply making seas of green. Since I spin, I focused on dyeing rovings…What a difference between the BFL, kid mohair and wensleydale. The lustre of the kid mohair is remarkable. I also had a small silk skein as well as a roving of merino, bamboo and rayon that made it on to the painting table. I’ll be picking up those finished fibres on Thursday.
The only thing missing in the new process for me is actually raising the animals providing the fleece.
K…only if you help me raise them. That’s a lot of fibre maintenance!
Yes, but can that last part be very far off? I hear there is some great grazing land in the valley. Floods sometimes though.
😉 K
Beautiful! Wow, I can hardly believe all thoose greens came from the same pot.
The blue was not mine, someone was seriously hogging the blue…I did manage to get some (just enough to dye a tiny silk skein)
GORGEOUS! You make me want to learn to dye. Enabler! Seriously, though, those are some gorgeous greens. I like the blue beside it, too… was that also yours? The last pic is delicious.
Rest up!