My husband is once again on work assignment in Australia, so this Shabatt was mine alone. It was a hot and humid summer day. I decided to stay home and find something enjoyable to do. For a long time I admire the fiber vessels and bowls many artists and craftists (why is there not a word like craftists???) create and for a while now I had it on my wish list to try it by myself.
So this morning I made two big balls of yarn cord, which is quite laborious and a bit hard on the hands with all the pulling through the machine cording foot. But the ropes turned out beautifully colored and textured, and I continued to the next level of my project.
As with everything done the first time, there is a learning process. I made the base with this one a bit too large. With this size of the bottom the bowl had to be much higher and I did not have enough cord for it. Never mind, I think it is still lovely.
I very much loved the second ball of cording. The yarns were white wool, beige and gray cotton, silver yarn with some texture, and a black knitting acrylic with a silver metal thread running along it. That made for a very pretty light hued and elegant looking rope. Here is the first bowl I made from it, which came out quite good and acceptable.
And this is my third creation, and with it I am very happy. It is as it should be and I just love it.
The scissors are from my mother's sewing case, they must be sixty or seventy years old.
I had a wonderful day, learned something new, was creative, ate watermelon, went twice with Ella for a walk, and did not miss my husband too much.
Now I will take a glass of wine, white wine, I love white wine, to the balcony and sit there talking to the moon till the mosquitoes get to me.