I have just returned from a great weekend at the Intermountain Weaver's Conference in Durango, CO. First of all you have to realize that I love Durango, so pretty much no matter what went down at the conference, I would have had a good time just looking at the La Platas and browsing Maria's Bookshop (yes, I did have to apply a credit card to be released from the store). But there was so many more great things about the weekend! For example, Emily came with me which really was an unexpected and fantastic addition to my time there--and not just because she bought me gluten free pizza! We stayed in the dorm--flashbacks to Kohler Hall at Lawrence University... cement block walls and gross carpet. We shared a bathroom with the unestimable Margo who was a vendor and very happy to let me take a shower just a few moments before I dashed off to class in the morning. Turns out she is also allergic to wool. Doing conferences with tapestry weavers must be tough!
I entered the Intermountain Creations show with the piece I just finished, Emergence. Here it is hanging in the gallery. This show turned out really well--and many kudos to the women who worked non-stop to hang the show on Thursday and Friday and then tore it down again on Sunday. It was beautiful! My piece won a 2nd place People's Choice award. Thanks you all!
Fort Lewis College (site of the conference) was doing construction on the student center... Imagine the fiber art installation you could do from this crane! I had convinced my instructor that using my grandmother's 28 inch Macomber floor loom was a good idea... as I watched the rest of my class slide their pipe and Mirrix looms into canvas bags and jaunt off down the sidewalk, I glanced wistfully at the crane and then, with a little help from a kind weavers husband in the parking lot, hefted it back into the car.
It is still in the car in fact. I'm hoping Cassy will lift it out for me and bring it down the non-existent sidewalk into the house where I will glance occasionally at the sampler gathering dust on the loom thinking that I should practice a few more things on it... until one day I just cut the thing off--likely the day before putting a warp on the loom for the next workshop.
I also entered Fiber Celebrated 2009 which was a juried show. Two of my pieces were in the show: Contemplative Garden and Inscription. Here they are hanging in the Center of Southwest Studies (far left is Contemplative Garden and far right is Inscription).
The gallery and show looked fabulous...
The reception for this show was Friday evening. I managed to win an award for best use of color for Contemplative Garden. I was so excited I forgot to avail myself of the catered reception which apparently included wine! ... and grateful that due to the press of people in the gallery and the lack of any microphone or stage, no one could really see or hear me. I'm not even sure I remembered to shake the juror's hand (Emmie Seaman).
Here I am with Contemplative Garden in the gallery. I felt like a rock star after this reception--people kept telling me how much the liked my piece. You know, that is kind of fun! I promise I won't let it go to my head.
I am afraid I am going to have to start weaving more though! If you can't find me, I'm in my studio buried in papers hoping a great design will come out of the mess.
The class I took was Color and Tapestry and was taught by Kathe Todd-Hooker. Kathe did a great job with organization and with managing a class that contained just a few too many beginner tapestry weavers.
Lyn Hart was in the class--so great to finally meet you Lyn, as well as your posse (Jane and Susan). Also great to laugh with the three of you. I'm changing the contents of my coffee mug at evening events from now on.
Lyn won the Fiber Celebrated People's Choice award for her piece Canyon Night. Sorry for this horrible photo Lyn, but you can undoubtedly go to her blog and find a better photo. The award was well deserved!
Photos of the class working. Mine is the only floor loom there. Floor looms ARE good for tapestry! They're just a lot harder to carry around. The crazy among us shall remain nameless.