Studio Notes
Today was one of those summer days where the garage felt more like a sauna than a studio.
The dye pots were going, wool and yarn were being scoured, and the drying racks kept filling up. It's not the most glamorous part of the process, but every art batt, rolag, and skein begins here with clean fiber, hot water, and a little patience.
The studio is wonderfully chaotic right now. Tubs of wool, steaming pots, drying racks, and projects waiting for their turn.
Meanwhile, Oli wisely stayed out of the garage and instead supervised his fellow potatoes from the comfort of the air conditioning. Honestly, he may have been the smartest one here.
Tomorrow I'll be doing exactly the same thing. The fiber will be cleaner. I will not.
For today, though, I think I've earned a cold drink.
