Adding thread to the paper I've been making has been on the to-do list. I tried it this evening.
One strand, as an experiment.
Little ends.
This is mostly what I want to do...as a way to use them.
I tried it two ways. First laying the threads on the wet pulp while it was still on the screen and before flipping it on to the towel and then for the second attempt, just pressing the threads into the wet paper.
This is some of this batch of pulp as dry paper. The indigo rinse water has made a nice soft blue.
I'll share my results tomorrow.
My long term goal is to set up one corner of the covered porch as an outdoor studio...for dyeing, pigment making and paper making. Oh...and basket making. I've signed up for a class on basket making, something I've wanted to do for a long time. There are so many possible basket making materials in my garden. It's another way of connecting to what is local, to place. A kind of field note.
Other things...
Sour cherries at Mom and Dads. I have enough to make jam and plan to do so tomorrow.
A wee little box.
Playing with filters.
The boys are working on their scynchronized head turning.
And an interesting conversation: Sam Lee (Emergence Magazine Podcast) talking about singing with nightingales.
"And the space you held as a singer is all about the gaps you leave, because that’s the orchestration, that’s the arrangement, that’s where the listener can enter in. That’s the invitation. And learning from those old singers, you know, I really learned a lot in that art, and here was the nightingale doing exactly the same thing, even better, with such grace. And the timing that he leaves between expressions was formidably brave. And in that space, so much is happening. Although it’s silence, you know, it’s a very rich and fertile place for the imagination, for listening deeper into the places that one never knew they could hear, inside and outside."
Here is one of my favorite Sam Lee songs: