Spinning. Need I say more? After years of hearing of, reading about and now watching others spin and seeing the beautiful outcome, I really had no choice. I mean really, I was practically forced into it… by my imaginary fiber arts friends that I hang out with all the time.
Okay, truth: I couldn’t resist the idea of how beautifully died fiber could be spun up in so many ways to create a completely different yarn. Whether it be the spinning or plying technique, how new or experienced the spinner is, or if a wheel or spindle was used. There are just so many options. So much to explore.
I did ease my way in to this new fiber challenge. I thought about spinning for over a year. I’ve looked at wheels for at least six months. I even did the semi-sensible thing and bought a spindle first. Afterall, a thirty dollar investment is much easier to ignore than a $600 one, especially if it turned out spinning wasn’t for me. Plus, my local yarn shop holds one session drop spindling classes. A perfect way to get my feet wet. I gifted myself a class and enlisted my father to watch M for the evening. Not that I actually waited to take the class before starting. YouTube, you saved my sanity. While waiting impatiently to take the class, I watched videos one right after the other, until I felt the nerve to start. Picked up my beautifully, hand-carved spindle and some variegated green fiber and attacked. I spun an eighth of my four ounce braid of fiber my first night. I quickly learned that my drafting needed a lot of help, but I was hooked. Literally. I kept snagging the hook at the tip of the spindle on everything.
The spindling class was wonderful. We were given/bought with our supply fee a spindle and what seemed like an entire fleece (but really half a pound of fiber is enormous). Since the one-on-one help from the instructor and three days of practice on the gifted (it makes me happier to think of it as a present) wool, I was ready to tackle my green fiber again. I had low expectations for the outcome, but I am so glad to say that, though my single (ie not plied for you non-yarn crafters) is about a sport to DK weight, it is much more consistent and even.
Now, what to knit? I’m thinking a green monster that is pathetically constructed and super disfigured… since my yarn will be oh-so-varied in size, shape and twist. It’ll be an heirloom piece for certain.