A Woven Wall Hanging, Unfinished
Well. I don’t love it.
In keeping with my intention to blog honestly, I’ve got to admit this is not turning out as I’d hoped. I had this concept built up in my head and I expected it to feel so good when I finished, but here I am cross-legged on the floor staring at it feeling…bleh.
So here’s the deal. I wanted to display weaving in a fresh way. Not that I have anything against hanging weavings on a rod, I simply wanted to step outside of that. I had the idea to somehow suspend a section of weaving within a blank canvas – organic meets structure. I played around with many ways of warping the frame and how to either attach the weaving to the canvas or place it in the middle, and ended up with this method of pushing the ends through the canvas using a large needle (see below). I really didn’t want the tassels to show in the finished product, I wanted all this texture to pop out of the canvas.
I started to do this (an obviously didn’t finish), because I just wasn’t excited about it. If I’m doing this for me, it’s got to be right for me. I think I’m not totally happy with the weaving itself, or the dimensions of it, so whatever framing option I consider I’m still not thrilled.
I tucked the threads under so you can see roughly the look I had in mind. I do like the texture of the weaving itself, I wanted to stray from the slightly predictable tassel look and experiment with knots and twists to create something that felt my own. I had gorgeous raw material to work with, and maybe that’s adding to my disappointment. How could I have the most beautiful supplies I could ask for and not end up with something I love?!
Below are a few process and detail shots.
As you can see I did a very hack job of warping this frame, I didn’t even put nails in I just wrapped around it. (Impatience, party of one.)
This is what the back looked like after I took it off. Not the most stable of things, is it? That’s probably not helping my cause. When choosing a way to hang/mount it I know there needs to be a decent amount of tension on it for it ly flat because of the various sizes of wool I used. I’m also not sure if this method I’ve started would cause the canvas to pucker over time. After threading the ends though I was going to pull them tight and staple them to the frame, but perhaps that wouldn’t wear well?
Let me finish by saying – I don’t hate it. I don’t think it looks terrible or is a flop, it’s just not what I wanted and I know I’m not going to hang it on my wall. I’m not finished with it yet, I’d like to try a few more things, and perhaps someone reading this will have an idea they’d like to share! Maybe a smaller canvas would look better, or forget the canvas and figure out another ‘framing’ option. The great thing is that the materials are never wasted, I can always start again!
Whatever happens I’ve gotten quite a lot out of this process already. I overthought this project, I wanted it to work so badly that I didn’t let myself run with it and follow my instincts. I constantly second guessed what I was doing, because I wanted it to be perfect on the first try. Why? Why not allow for error when you’re experimenting with something new? Why restrict yourself? I know I have a problem with perfectionist tendencies blocking my creativity and holding me back sometimes. I’m someone who wants to get it right the first time. The world won’t end if I don’t, but in the past I’ve been able to pick up something new and do it surprisingly well right out of the gate. I’ve gotten praise for that. I liked that. I think part of me wants that to happen every time, which isn’t very realistic is it? Why put these expectations on yourself? I’m doing this for fun and to escape everyday worry, not add to it.
OK, that got a little heavy, Oprah hour is now over.
P.S. This has given me a really cool idea for a new project with canvas and wool, so watch out for that ; ).