So today I continue my recovery from Pantheacon. Some of the more subtle lessons are sinking in and I am working on putting those into place. I am allowing them to sink in from the comfort of my robe and in front of the computer screen. I have not gone in to work or school today. I cannot say that I am liver sick, but I am some sort of drained. It has given me some time to contemplate my universe.
One of the reoccuring things is that so far this semsester engineering has not been very much fun. Yes it has been challenging. Yes it has been interesting, but there is very little "wheeeee" in this process. While not everything has to be sunshine and roses, it needs to be much more exciting than this. So I will be finding my passion in this field or seriously look to switch to Geology. That is much more passionate for my druids soul.
Along those lines I am kicking around a plan with textiles. More specifically, I am thinking that there are some serious textile needs that are just not being met in our community. I am VERY VERY VERY picky about my materials and how things are created. The good Frater has learned to appreciate being attached to an old costumer. I mean who do you call when you need a 10 foot goetic circle with no seams? How about French seamed (finished) silk robes? I can assure you that those things are not floating around at most of booths I frequented this weekend. In my bitching about it, the good Frater reminded me that if you don't sew these are your options.
Well perhaps sometime soon I will be throwing my hat into this textile/ sewing/ magickal bits ring. I do not expect for it to replace the day job concept, but it might add a bit of "wheee" back into my life and be useful to the community. Having a robe that fits and is made out of quality natural fibers (silk, linen, cotton and such) should be basic and affordable. I mean $100 for a cheap cotton poly blend robe in 3 sizes with surged seams... your kidding me right? Now a silk robe that is fitted to you with French seams, that is a different story and a completely different feel. That is a magickal tool and not a toy.
Specialty items would be even more fun. There are just not a whole lot of people that you want to take some of this stuff to for construction. Sure grandma sews but do you want to have to explain to her what you are doing with it? Maybe... maybe not it depends a lot on how open grandma is and how much you want to explain. "Yes grandma I spelled that right C...H....O....R...O... " :)
This weekend walking through the vendor room all I could think was
"man that is going to melt right to someone when they lean in to the candle too close."
Yet maybe I am making lots of assumptions. Maybe I am assuming that people are Working and not just dressing up. So I might have a different demographic than those folks. Though every robe we collectively own has either been exposed to flame, candle wax, wine, dirt, mud, mystery goo or some other collection of stuff that just makes "washable" a requirement.
The other thing that I saw this weekend that scared me were all sorts of "charged" itmes. Uhm no thank you. I don't know you and I am not playing with things that other people charged. If I won't have unprotected sex with you I don't want your energy all over my tools - thanks! I am sure that most folks are very well meaning about that, but I am just not that kind of girl...
Well off to shower and start the relaxing at 2 in the afternoon.
3 comments:
I'm not surprised that you and the Frater are drained after Pantheacon-it sounds like it was a high energy blast.
As for the sewing projects-were you distance watching my google searches earlier today? Finding robes and garb that fit me is hard enough, finding it in materials that I want touching my body is impossible. But when I found myself looking at handloomed silk brocades that I knew I would never dare take scissors to, I had to step away from the computer. I still have 5 yards of that silver silk gazar to play with...
You and I sister are cut from the same fabulous bolt of exquisite clothe. While I am sure that this adventure will not be a financial windfall, it should prove to be functional for those in need.
I remember very clearly my first time cutting expensive fabrics. I literally prayed through the first piece and almost passed out from not breathing. It was a scrumptious cut velvet and thank the Gods it came out just fine :)
I would be very happy to come West some day, and sit by you and learn those techniques that cannot (or I cannot) learn from pictures in a book. But I suspect that our beloved SO might not want us shopping together.
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