The Textiles department at RISD has graciously allowed me entrance into their Fibers and Dyeing class. It is so choice. I will be learning how to spin on a wheel, dye yarn and fabric, and all about different sorts of textiles. It’s pretty boss.
On the first day of class, I was sent home with
Now, I’ve done a little bit of spinning before, but I’d never used a low-whorl spindle, nor had I ever carded wool (which involves separating out the curly locks into something more useable), nor had I ever spun unwashed wool, which smells like sheep and is full of lanolin.
This was not made any easier by the presence of this nice fellow:
He’s very interested in the wool (“HEY did you know, this smells like farm!”), the spinning spindle, and worst of all, the yarn as it was hanging to dry.
Thank goodness, I was able to prevent all major cat-astrophes (see what I did there?) and managed to complete my homework, which was to make 10 differing yarns from the different types of wool and other mystery fibers we were given.
It was process-intensive but lots of fun: I carded the wool, combined it, spun it, washed it and wound it.
Now I just need to figure out why the course isn’t showing up on my internal records yet.