One could say that this picture shows a tapestry disaster, and be right. But to me, it’s much more than that. It’s the first tapestry I did all by myself. It’s one of my daughter’s sketch. I finished it. I love the colors. I learned so much! I fought the warp, the weft, and all along begun to understand it better. I found that I could have woven it the other way.
Now, this little tapestry ins under my loom, allowing my bobbins to rest smotthly on the table. I often have a look at it and smile. Next one will be better, and the next, and the next. But they wouldn’t exist without her.
Ratée, oui, mais la première que j’ai tissée seule, et qui m’a tant appris. Je la regarde tous les jours.
Tissagerie 