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Single silk veil in search of dark gothic beauty?
in search of fiery redhead?
These are the last of the 5 momme. I thought it would never end; unless I find another stash I didn’t know I had, this is it.
I know this is subjective, but both these would be on my most wanted list.
The for sale page is now up to date for the new year!


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These are just stunning. I look at them and cannot even imagine the steps you must go through to get such amazing results. Wow.
I honestly cannot even imagine them myself. Each piece of silk wants to speak its own language and I let the dyes flow in three dimensions wherever they will. The more I try to control it, the less joy there is in discovering the final results, so I now depend less and less on goals and foreplanning — this makes me much happier, creatively speaking.
Sometimes the results are stunning, sometimes they aren’t; you have to be able to welcome the bad and the ugly as much as the good. After a while, somehow, the uglies are the exception instead of the rule.
They are so LUSTROUS!
I sure wish I lived closer to you. I’d love to come learn from you for a day!
I think I’d be a terrible teacher of adults. In my experience so far, adults want set rules and formulas to get from point A to point Z (very quickly, I might add) and are unwilling to relinquish control to serendipity. I let instinct rule my hands at this point and there is no way of documenting something that is so free of form or convention. I want to explore the unknown. How do you teach that?
Unless you simply want to be a technician of dyeing, everyone has to explore the unimagined possibilities, the unknown. It’s rarely a quick, step by step process; it can sometimes take a lifetime to arrive somewhere you want to be. I am ecstatically happy with where I am, but I am still on a voyage.
Teaching young children was fun — rewarding even — and I plan on doing it again very soon. They just want to splash colour around, get messy with it, experience it and create their own masterpiece. There is something in them still that adults have forgotten in their quest for controlling the outcome.
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