a simple yarn

I wonder if it’s possible to be a postmodern spinner? If so, then I definitely am one!

Got the loaner spinning wheel from Holly as they’re on holiday for the next 10 days. (Fear not, I doubt she will suffer wheel-withdrawal as she’s got a very-cute-mini-sized-travel-one to take with her!)

Okay, no more hemming, hawing, stammering or stalling. The time has come. I sit to spin. And here’s where we go postmodern…

If you look at the end product as wonderfully personal freedom of expression, then by all means, this is a bohemian success! However, if you lean to the more modern-right-vs-wrong-technical approach, then my final result leaves much to be desired!

First solo flight
The brief critique:

Beginning with my own start-from-scratch-hand-made roving (longish ropes of combed fleece), it was certainly more difficult to get the fibres smooth for an even twist.

Having absolutely no experience with the pros and cons of various sheep breeds, I found this Galway Cross to be a little challenging, coarse and a bit dry, in my humble opinion. Of course, that might be a convenient excuse for my lack of skill!

With the dryness came randomised inevitable bumps in the yarn. Now, some people would pay for these ’slubs,’ as they’re called, but to me they’re merely an interruption in a smooth yarn.

Having a second go…
Don’t get me wrong, though, I’m quite thrilled with the afternoon’s work. And taking the postmodern view, to me it’s 5 ounces of pure satisfaction.