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warch · 08-21-2003, 05:25 PM

I dont know if this is thread, but what the hell, eh?
I suppose this falls into the major navel gaze category. But I'm thinking today about my past. I've moved a lot and each move seems to bring a new chapter. New people, job, environment, new waves of interests, and always a new cluster of memories. Here's what triggered my random thought:

I have a loom. A beautiful, maple Nilus LeClerc 45' 4-harness loom. I fell in love with weaving when I was like 25 or so. I learned all I could, as I was making all I could. I was totally fascinated and obsessed. I would get lost in the color and the math. I started a business to support the obsession. For about 8 years I sold everything I made. I made more to sell. Till I burnt out. I was cranking out shit I didnt care about, wasnt interested in or proud of. So the chapter ends. The loom stands unused for months then finally gets dismantled and stored in the closet. Each time we moved house, 5 moves since- Should I sell this damn heavy thing? Look at what theyre asking in the paper. no. and there's that heart pang. It was still dear even if I couldnt stand the sight of it.

I have stuff, but next to Bruce I am a minimalist! I do tend to purge at the end of each sort of life chapter, usually marked by a move. But there is the stuff, that stuff of yours, letters, albums, books, goofy doodads and silly clothing items that are too dear, too resonant. They're you. And you'll carry them around forever if you can. Even if they are heavy, you'll want to know theyre in the closet. I can understand the pain of a house fire and losing your stuff.

A few weeks ago I was cleaning up and saw the loom. I moved some furniture and set it all up. Oiled the wood, warped up a project. I felt the love still in me. Like riding a bike. I wont make what I would have back then. It'll be new again.

So its interesting to see all that goes into this life. How about you?

08-21-2003, 05:25 PM	#1
warch lurkin old school Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: Minnesota Posts: 2,796	Then and Now I dont know if this is thread, but what the hell, eh? I suppose this falls into the major navel gaze category. But I'm thinking today about my past. I've moved a lot and each move seems to bring a new chapter. New people, job, environment, new waves of interests, and always a new cluster of memories. Here's what triggered my random thought: I have a loom. A beautiful, maple Nilus LeClerc 45' 4-harness loom. I fell in love with weaving when I was like 25 or so. I learned all I could, as I was making all I could. I was totally fascinated and obsessed. I would get lost in the color and the math. I started a business to support the obsession. For about 8 years I sold everything I made. I made more to sell. Till I burnt out. I was cranking out shit I didnt care about, wasnt interested in or proud of. So the chapter ends. The loom stands unused for months then finally gets dismantled and stored in the closet. Each time we moved house, 5 moves since- Should I sell this damn heavy thing? Look at what theyre asking in the paper. no. and there's that heart pang. It was still dear even if I couldnt stand the sight of it. I have stuff, but next to Bruce I am a minimalist! I do tend to purge at the end of each sort of life chapter, usually marked by a move. But there is the stuff, that stuff of yours, letters, albums, books, goofy doodads and silly clothing items that are too dear, too resonant. They're you. And you'll carry them around forever if you can. Even if they are heavy, you'll want to know theyre in the closet. I can understand the pain of a house fire and losing your stuff. A few weeks ago I was cleaning up and saw the loom. I moved some furniture and set it all up. Oiled the wood, warped up a project. I felt the love still in me. Like riding a bike. I wont make what I would have back then. It'll be new again. So its interesting to see all that goes into this life. How about you?