I love to see textiles folded and stacked up. Maybe that's why I don't mind doing laundry—a stack of dishtowels is a thing of beauty, IMHO. Imagine my delight in seeing the beautiful photos of stacks of indigo-dyed hemp mosquito netting on SRI Threads today. Do take a look. They will make your heart beat faster.
At breakfast yesterday morning Bruce paid special attention to the tablecloth (commercially woven, by the way). It's a cotton seersucker with very deep crinkles. He says he can see letters in the crinkles, and I'm half inclined to agree with him. I told him I'd give him credit for the discovery (There, Bruce! It's all yours.) I think I see a W, perhaps a Y, and maybe a K or two. Now to decode the secret message.
The final session of weaving folios for the new book is now complete. There will be eight folios in all. The next step is to cut this cloth off the loom, give it a steam press, cut the folios apart, finish the edges, and then assemble them in some order (this last will be the fun part). At that point I will be able to make a decision for the cover, so I have abandoned my previous plan of weaving the cover immediately after the pages. When I see the folios gathered in a semblance of a book, I expect that they will tell me what cover they want.
