More travels

I attended a textile conference in Barcelona, the Vth Purpureae Vestes Symposium. It was held in Montserrat, an exquisite site.

The monastery, museum, and conference center at Montserrat

The monastery, museum, and conference center at Montserrat

I collaborated with two other textile experts, and we presented information on replicating a 1st century cap from the collection of the Hotel Bertrand de Chateauroux. The cap was constructed using sprang and tablet weaving.

After the symposium I made a quick stopover in Lyon, and then on to Paris.

the view from my window, Paris at night

the view from my window, Paris at night

There I met with members of the group “La Fibre Textile”. Yvette is an award-winning embroiderer who has also explored finger weaving. She showed me the ‘patchwork’ piece that she made many years ago.

She worked her way through the book by Lucie Lavigne and Françoise Bourret, doing all the patterns, then sewed them together.

She worked her way through the book by Lucie Lavigne and Françoise Bourret, doing all the patterns, then sewed them together.

On to a small town to the north of Paris, near Chantilly (famous for horses) to visit a very talented textile artist, Edith Meusnier, who creates outdoor installations in sprang.

Edith at work on her sprang installations

Edith at work on her sprang installations

Check out her website Paysages d’Artifice www.edithmeusnier.net

On to the UK where I visited Erica and Oli, managers of the website Weavolution. They live near Newmarket, also famous for horses.

They live very near to Newcastle in the UK

They live very near to Newcastle in the UK

I’m working on some tutorials to be posted on the Weavolution site. Thanks to Oli and Erica for technical support, assistance in spreading the word on sprang and finger weaving. While there, I went with Erica to a meeting of the Cambridge Weavers, Spinners, and Dyers, spreading the ‘good word’ about these amazing textile methods. It seemed to work, the weavers are inviting me to return to Cambridge to give workshops on these methods.

Back in Winnipeg, once again I am reminded why people call it Winterpeg. The snow in my yard is still deeper than my knees. The weather man is promising warmer weather … eventually. It’s the first of April.

 

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