Confession time: I have entered into a new long-term relationship. It's all happened so fast. It's exhilarating, it's intense, it's scary at times but always fun. I have fallen deeply, passionately in love with...spinning. I just can't get enough of it. I feel it has deepened my understanding of my other fiber crafts and that it is elevating me as a fiber artist and, in a weird zen-like way, as a person. Intense, right?
Whew, it feels good to get that out there in the open.
Anyway, yes, I find that I enjoy spinning. A lot.
Oh, there's more. After this, I got some polworth combed top and tried a short-forward pinch and release. (I don't know if that is the official way to describe it, but that is what I did, so that is what I'm typing.) Then, just for kicks, I tried a chain-ply. I didn't actually produce a lot of yardage from this endeavor, so I thought a small project would be best. (Turns out chain-plying sucks up your singles like whoa.) I haven't started them, but this darling number is going to be woven into little mug-rugs with the help of my rigid heddle and some other yarn I have in my stash.
The amount of knowledge I have crammed into my brain in the last few months about fiber has surprised me. I never knew how significant fiber preparation was or that your drafting technique can affect the shine, drape, warmth and strength of your yarn. And then there is the art of balance. Who knew that was a thing? And then there is art yarn. Slow down there, Champ. I honestly am never going to be able to look at yarn the same way again...and that's okay. Yarn has become even more beautiful to me, if you can believe that's possible. I think I might be slowly inching my way into the "weirdo" category, so I will stop while I'm ahead and just give you the summary.
Summary: I like spinning.