Just like story telling, weaving is process. It starts off as a tease, then slowly ever so slowly, as one weft is woven, then another and another a whole starts to emerge. I am only halfway through but like a good story I am already anticipating the end.
I have been writing stories about nostalgia, trauma and memory but I find the act of doing is creating a new narrative. Such as the time of day I am working on this, what I am wearing, what I am thinking about- are my kiddos doing their classes, do they have enough food options, is the laundry done? Do I need to vacuum? Already one of my warps broke, does that becomes part of the story? I left the buttons on the flannel and their bulk has made it uneven, so I added some extra yarn between the layers.