Yesterday, I somehow ended up with sorting through my stash of naturally dyed fabrics.
I'm thinking a lot about concentrating lately. I was always fascinated by textiles and textile crafts. But when I came back to crafting it all began with spinning so many years ago now. Spindle spinning that is. And I still love it and all its possibilities but over the last decade dyeing moved more and more in the foreground. Dyeing as a pasttime, dyeing as science and lately dyeing as an art form.
I feel as a dyer. I am a dyer. And a dyer of fabrics not so much as a dyer of fibres. Especially not wool fibres.
And sewing. My crafter's sense moves more and more to fabrics and sewing.
Which means, I have kilos of wool fibres, yarn and all that too much. Way too much. I should let go. I don't think, I will ever stop spinning. But my aim is to have only so many fibres at home as I will need for a handful of projects. No, I'm not kidding myself by aiming too high and a goal of having only the fibres for one project at home. A little bit of fibre stash is good for me ;o)
For now, I'm sorting my fabrics. Wellness for a crafter's soul.