Saturday, December 31, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
I am busy in the throws of Christmas plans for the shop. I will be decorating next week for our annual Open House, and so my head has been flooded with multiple ideas and projects. Glitter, glue, papercutting, ribbons, what to do with this and that, and how to pull it all together to reflect the joy of the season, desiring to inspire the sacred in the midst of a commercial environment. And so it lies, between our Net Loft Open House and Advent, a very special holiday that I hope and want to not get lost in the sea of the oncoming season. It is hard sometimes, because before the brown and rusty gold have a chance to fully mature, I sense the red and green encroaching everywhere, pressing on us, demanding our attention.
For me, I just want to savor these remaining fall days. I feel a need to take the time I need to settle myself, to organize my projects, to reassess my goals, to reflect on that which is around me and for that which I am grateful to God; to make this be a time to cast aside all the differences within my family and come together, bake, make place cards, eat and rest in one another’s company. I don’t want to miss thinking on Thanksgiving, even though everywhere I turn I am being told to think about Christmas. In light of this I have not abandoned my half finished wool appliqué fall apple candle mat, in hopes that it will be ready for the culmination of fall at our family Thanksgiving celebration. I will continue to savor the sweet autumn images of apples, acorns, pumpkins, and squirrels, and I will take the time I need to make this Thanksgiving be a special and meaningful celebration and appreciation of our family’s many blessings and how best we can be a blessing to others.
Enjoy your remaining fall creative projects, and, in doing so, I hope that this time will also be for you, a time for thinking on your own Thanksgiving, and provide for you that necessary reflective and inspired calm before the storm of the oncoming holiday flurries.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
It is cozy up fall time. There is so much inspiration out there lately I can hardly keep my my excitement contained. How about you?
Need some inspiration? Come on in and breathe in some fall creativity at The Net Loft.
Ah yes, crafts… there are SO many new books and patterns and projects to be made. I feel like we are bursting at the seams with all the great new projects and yarns and ideas for handwork. Lots of new scrapbooking papers and embellishments, plus new hand dyed wools, threads, and cross stitch patterns.
Knitting, Wool Applique, Punch Needle Embroidery, Papercrafting… Projects for fall, and projects to get started on for Christmas...
Take an opportunity this fall to learn something new. There is so much to learn from and be inspired by. There are some great Fiberart DVD’s that can lead you through many lessons right in your own home. I think the one on designing your own crochet hat looks VERY interesting.
And there is always just a shopping excursion…More Maruca bags have arrived and more Atendi bags are on the way…New lamps, Fall serving dishes, Paddywax candles, and diffusers to fill your home with sweet fragrances. Let the fall winds blow you into The Net Loft door. It is our pleasure to serve you and help you find YOUR fall inspiration.
This Saturday we are planning a “Fall Inspirations Open House” . We will have hot apple cider and the upstairs tables will be set up for you to flip through the notebooks of all the new patterns. We are hoping for a release of a new Snowcapped Yarn Color, PLUS we will also be having a Trunk Show of “Never Not Knitting” patterns. Come see the lovely samples of her patterns and plan for your next projects.
Churchmouse is known for it’s absolutely lovely pattern line and we have their new set of fall patterns just released. I just love the tea cozies.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
I was trying to think of a way to describe it.
These past several weeks, from about April on, has been a steady spin of activity.
How do I describe it?
And then it came to me...
I envisioned a pinwheel caught in the current of the wind
Colors and petals blurring into one, as the pinwheel spins in constant in motion
And then, the wind settles, and,
And in the same way, for just a brief moment, I now stop...
and, in this quiet and brief space in time of inactivity, I write you.
I had wanted to write you sooner, but the wheel was spinning so fast, it could not be stopped.
I really had wanted to write about our Three Irish Girls weekend right after it was over.
But now, three weeks have passed?
How could that be?
But no matter, I cannot wait to describe to you what it was like.
so I shall tell you...even if it is now instead of then.
There are spaces in March and April that are just sticks and mud and bare places, patches of snow, exposed rocks and gravel.
When you see it, it is hard to believe that at any other time there could be anything else but that.
Grey, brown, black, white.
And then the green begins to come, first buds and shoots, followed by leaves and blossoms.
And now, as the goats beard plumes and cow parsnip’s lacy edges frame the expanse of fading lupine and incoming fireweed, the iris arrives at Alaganik and the yellow buttercups are scattered on roadside edges and parking lots.
And so it was, three weeks ago, as I raced to the airport where lupine patches had replaced snow patches, I was met by Sharon of Three Irish Girls, and her husband, Chris, and MANY large suitcases bursting at the seams. What was in them were suitcases of yarn that, when unpacked, overflowed and filled the upstairs room with such an explosion of vibrant color, that it just felt to me like full on summertime in a mountain meadow of solid wildflowers…so much color, such variation, that it just plain took your breath away.
And then there was Sharon, funny, interesting, vibrant. After months of preparation, she was finally here, and we were delighted and excited to have her. It was quite nice, in my semi exhausted state, to just sit back, listen to her sweet stories, and simply smile.
We released four new colors inspired by four works of art and photography.
Bald Eagle with a photo by Milo Burcham
which I have hanging in the store beside a wood cut of Lupine and Miles Glacier by Mazie Van Den Broek. This release was accompanied by a trunk show array of yarns which Sharon had brought with her for especially for the weekend.
When it was all over, before we packed what little was left back into Sharon’s suitcases, I picked out a small selection for the shop to keep for those who were unable to make it to the program, as well as a little stash that made their way into my own little pile of yarn treasures for future knitting projects. And, after some wonderful workshops and a what felt like to me a speeding whirl of activity, she was gone.
The wind blows
The pinwheel keeps spinning around
The colors merge
I tried my very best to stop and savor those moments as they were happening.
The sound of her voice
The stories she told
The taste of the Net Loft punch
The colors of yarn that emerged from the dips and brushes of the dyers workshopThe presence of surrounding friends whose presence was such an important part of the specialness of the weekend.
It goes so fast all of it.
I like the excitement of all kinds of things going on, but also I just like it when everything stops,
even for just a brief time.
It happened there at the glacier with Sharon.
After a heaped up plate of potluck dinner and a giant piece of Diane’s chocolate cake
Feeling the warmth of the fire
Standing there, eyes closed, listening to the voices and conversations
And then, Malani and Sam O’Toole began to sing a couple of the most gentle and beautiful harmonies
And I could see it plain as day
The most beautifully painted, intricate pinwheel with elaborate detail
I saw it
All the beautifulness of it
In that moment
We packed up
The wind began to blow
The colors merged
And once again I was swept into the racing rivers of summertime
Still hold me.
Sometimes my knitting traps in it these moments somehow.
When I am in the midst of it and I knit into that project the activity I am in the midst of
The lupine scarf I am finishing up from the new lupine yarn will be that for this time
It will take me back to these summer days
And especially when The Net Loft had this very special guest and new friends, Sharon McMahon, the Three Irish Girl who makes the colors sing, and her husband Chris, and all of you who came to join us.
We hope you enjoyed yourselves as well. We’ll have to do it again someday…don’t you think?
The wheel is still in motion… come knit, crochet, spin, weave, scrapbook, bead, cross stitch, embroider, punch needle, felt, needlepoint, paint, draw, craft with us….we love it all…especially surrounded by friends. Come join us…
Net Loft Dotty
Sunday, June 19, 2011
My father passed away almost 10 years ago. As I reflect on my times with him, I have many thoughts, but I am most thankful for his love and how he would hold my hand as we would just talk and exchange thoughts and ideas. He knew how much it meant to me to have The Net Loft and what an expression it was of the illusive art and ideas that stirred within me. My father, James Biram, often said that we were a lot alike in many ways, and because of this, he encouraged me, in the midst of all the trials of life, to pursue this heartfelt dream, even though he knew that my passion sometimes overshadowed that which was realistic and sensible. In retrospect, I don't think it really would have become The Net Loft as it is today, if I had been overly realistic or sensible, and so for his encouragement and belief in me, I continue to be grateful.
He only knew the Net Loft in its’ true Net Loft years, and somehow wish he could see what the seeds of those days grew into.
Happy Father’s Day to all the fathers out there, past and present. I know a lot of me is entangled with who he was, and on this day, I am missing him greatly.
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Each piece is individually thrown on the potter's wheel and hand painted by her... with a little help from a little furry friend...