Photos of the Marshfield School of Weaving in Vermont. After a delicious pot luck lunch – one student brought rice pudding made with coconut water, cardamom and rose, my favorite! – I set about trying to capture every nook and cranny at the school like a kid in a candy store. I was fascinated by the shapes, textures and play of light in the studio, across the 18th and 19th century looms, and on the tools and faithfully traditional textiles being produced.
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I visited this 76 year old Greek weaver twice during my time on Paros.
The making of a West Indian bangle.
Oh, what’s in a rag rug?
Studio visit: Yria Ceramics
One bad ass boat-building lass
that light.
What beautiful pictures you take.