Hi R
This is what can happen when you have grandchildren. I named her Aphrodite after she took a rather serious fall, the second in her lifetime, due to the over exuberance of my friend's grandson. I arrived just after it happened, and there was still a tear in her eye, as it was a treasured piece.
Since then we have had a couple of sessions gluing her back together; today she is starting to look good and it should only take one more session.
Needless to say, we solved the problems of the world as we meticulously pieced her together and I am reminded of the happy creative hours spent in the company of women at the Niddy Noddy as we wove our dreams and stories into the cloth.
With a trailing plant sitting on the top, Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty, will be back, maybe not to her former glory, but loved even more for all she has been through.
Clara
Ah, Bits and Pieces, fragments, disjointed parts, describes my life perfectly. How lovely to piece it back together with a good friend, another thing I don't get to do enough of. It was a wonderful place, the niddy noddy, wasn't it? We'd pack 30 women into the workshop space on weekends for classes in everything from spinning and dyeing to doll making and clothing design. I run into women who tell me they learned to weave at the niddy noddy and still have their frame loom from the class. Great memories.
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