It started as a post on Instagram, as one of the Knitting Ladies from Knit Social, Amanda, had been busting out beautiful scarves like nobody’s business.
Yarning for more… options
Part of my interest was from previous dealings with knitting some seriously variegated yarns. I really disliked the look of it when the colours got all tangled and stitched together. The colours pooled in odd ways, and it really drove me nuts. I know a lot of people like the way they look, but it just wasn’t for me. Here’s an image of a sweater I made, which was really fun to knit, but I only wore once. I really hated the pooling!
I had been looking for classes, and did initially sign up for one at Baaad Anna’s, however, that was later cancelled because we didn’t have enough people signed up! I was looking forward to it for so long! Did I flip out? Maybe a little bit. I’m pretty dramatic about this stuff, guys.
A few days later, like a misty dream on an enchanted seascape with the clouds parting at the sound of three cherubs singing a sustained note, in the form of a Facebook post, Amanda sent me a link to Sanjo Silk’s Weaving Classes.
Get Me A Seat in This Class, Woman!
The classes ran from 7pm to 9pm each Wednesday for one month. They were held at their studio in Granville Island, which was awesome because it gave me the opportunity to hop on the little False Creek ferries in the evening.
Apart from learning a new craft, I was excited at the prospect of me getting out of the house. It became something to which I looked forward after work, and was a welcome break from simply turning off my monitor and firing up Netflix.
It was a small class, just four of us around a table in the middle of the studio. Once in a while, some tourists would walk by and point, making me feel a little bit like I was in a fishbowl. (But then again, it might also be attributed to the fact that Sanjo Silk has some fucking amazing shit.)
We were introduced to the Ashford Knitter’s Loom, and I totally fell in love. It was a foldable little guy that came with its own bag. A loom in a bag. What the…? Heck, yes!
We had some weird experiments with beautiful yarns, which I matched with some from my stash.
Totally Worth It
Jo was a wonderful instructor, and my classmates and I had so much fun with our looms. We learned the basics of weaving, of course, but also had the chance to play around with decorative elements by skipping lines and looping yarns around one another. I took to the task completely, and I knew from the get-go that I was going to love weaving.
There was an intro to the technicals, of course, but it was pretty much up to our own imaginations to see what trouble we could get into.
We all ended up purchasing our own Ashford looms after the last class. I got a 16″ rigid heddle loom with a 12.5 reed. The awesome thing was that while I didn’t enjoy knitting lighter/fingering weight yarn, weaving this weight was so enjoyable! It’s so different when it comes to weaving.
The drape is so nice, and I didn’t feel like I was working with dental floss all around my fingers. Perfect!
I’ve been weaving like a mad motherfucker for months now! Here’s the same yarn from the Grace sweater that I ripped up and turned into scarves!
Look at that texture! Look at all these exclamation points! I’ve worked myself up into a tizzy!
And here is an image of Tina wearing a sample square I made with some leftover yarn, looking like something right out of Dr. Zhivago because cat.