I’ve dedicated years learning and exploring how to weave, a craft I’ve turned to both as an artist and an established maker. In the process I’ve sought lessons and advice from other weavers, many of whom have spent their lives weaving; women who see their work as domestic, and not necessarily an object of art. I, however, see much more of the meaning and history of their labor— to me their cloths, rugs, and blankets are objects imbued with beauty and, unfortunately, the ramifications of losing this craft to the next generation if it succumbs to the complexity, dedication, and economics of the work.
The act of weaving is meditative, invisible details of the work can be lost once the weaving is off the loom. The details of planning, knowledge, repetition, simple geometry and patterns, and natural raw materials that make up the weaving; interlocking threads held together tell the story of the time spent at the loom.
I often ask myself: does hand-weaving have to be mechanized and/or on the path to obsolescence? Does it have value now? Is that value anthropologic, commercial, or artistic? Will it have value in the future? What is the purpose of time spent on a piece?