Back in 1975 when I was living in Missoula, I had an exhibition of my wall hangings—cleverly called Hanging Around Town. As I was doing some sorting back in Seattle, I happened upon the poster I made for the show. It is interesting to see where I was on my weaving journey back then.
I’ll have to recopy the text below.
These hangings represent–in part–a pleasant portion of the past 5 years.
It is easy to weave beautiful things—Anybody who wants to weave can weave something beautiful–but it is very difficult to see something in your mind and then weave it.
When someone says, “I want you to weave something for me.” They are really asking me to weave a portrait of their soul, but most people don’t realize this when they ask so casually. I think that is where the real magic of weaving lies.
When you weave for nobody in particular, you lose focus. You have to look too hard for the answers; but having a person to hold in your mind when you work puts you in touch with the truths of the universe–not that you always remember—but you always know where to look again.
I can surely see I was on the way. This was a few years before Color Horoscope Weaving and just at the very beginning of Almost Ikat.