My Hand Woven Blankets and Wraps
Rhythm and memory methodically intersect,
as my hands and heart weave each of these unique blankets using indie dyed pure wools.
These pieces are treasured in families across the world,
and will warm and be part of stories for generations to come.
HAND WEAVING WITH SOUL
I am Skeinydipping, diving in living boldly; and with my heart and hands create unique and beautiful blankets and wraps which hold stories and memories from my experiences of journeys around the world.
I interlace my memory into the weft. Weaving. Side to side. Repetitive. Meditative.
Its final mark, a unique motif, I hand stitch.
Weaving a Story
Memories of an incredible journey in a vintage car road trip Bhutan.
So many stories. Wonderful friendships. The Mongar festival was a highlight and the memory of this journey is woven into this functional artwork.
LAOS - 'FIELDS'
Fields of corn and rice crept close to the road we travelled in our vintage car driving from Bangkok to London. This blanket/wrap was inspired by the weeks of having fields being our companion through Thailand, Laos and China.
In Morocco; sitting on an earthen floor weaving with other women… those memories are the framework for the blankets I’m weaving five years later.
We travel the world in our nearly one hundred year old car, and my experiences continue to live through my expression of my artworks.
DENIM AND GEMSTONES
Denim jeans strewn on the floor of our teenage son's room, beneath a desk with scattered drawings of faceting styles; and glistening small coloured gemstones. This blanket was woven for our son. A childhood which seemed to pass so quickly.
CHINA FIELDS #2
Our vintage car meandered along the rough and dusty roads; passing fields of memory when Max grew tobacco 40 years ago at our farm here in Australia. We stopped and spoke with the farmers, celebrating a common crop and kinship with the land.