or so the saying goes.
When I returned from England in April 2012, I was anxious to get a workshop set up and start willow weaving regularly. Well, 6 years, 1 month and 21 days later and I am finally getting there. I am in the process of moving house again. (This makes, lets see, 9 housing changes in that same 6 years which is about 8 too many). Another time maybe I will talk about the sorry state of the housing situation in Vermont. But for now, I just wanted to share this one good thing with you.
I am moving to a peaceful place in the country where there is space available for me to finally set up a workshop area.
To that end, and because I am working on a sculptural piece for Sculpturefest 2018 in Woodstock, I just bought a beautiful galvanized tank to soak my willow in.
And here it is on its maiden voyage with 2 bundles of willow... along with the view... So far, so good, she's holding water!
signing off for now--
one extraordinarily happy willow weaving woman high up in the hills of Tunbridge, Vermont.
this may not seem too exciting to you, but trust me, it is exciting to me--and a long time comin'.
xo
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