What do an historic masonic hall, several large pieces of bubble wrap, empty milk bottles, some olive oil soap, plastic aggy pipe, old threadbare towels and acres of bridal tulle have in common?
Not much, one would've thought.
Then if you add in seven determined women, one fabulous tutor, a very accomodating shop owner in the role of gofer, some delicate silk tissu and a box full of wool and silk tops ... ??
Yes, the day had rolled around for the much anticipated nuno felting workshop with the multi-talented Faye Cunningham at Daylesford.
I can't even BEGIN to remember the last time I got to be a student so NOTHING was keeping me away this time. Particularly not that idiot woman swatting me on my injured heiny the day before [ drugs, lots of drugs ]
you start by placing the wool on the bubble wrap so that it is slightly under the edge of the silk. Well, actually you start with a cuppa and a demo from the tutor but after that ...then you position more of the wool on top of the silk and also on the first layer of wool but at right angles. Then you put tulle over the top, wet it all down with hot soapy water and you start in with the patting and gentle massaging. Gently, gently.
After what seems like one or two ice ages, it starts to felt and the tulle has to come off before it actually felts into the surface of the piece.
... and again
another ice age or so later you rinse it in hot water
no ...not finished yet
We also have aches in places we didn't know we had, but meh! who cares about that when the results look like this, eh?
The last one, the blue and purple one hanging over the thai mahogany hanger thingy is mine. I don't know if you can see it in the photo but I'd shibori dyed my piece of silk ahead of time. I just love it. I may just leave it hanging in the hallway like this when I'm not wearing it :]