I like this image too. This is from the past. Everything that is not now is past or in the future. I think it is a bit frightening to think of these matters. I am now. But the now lasts for such a short time. There is always more past than present. Isn't it? 
When I have written these words they are already the past. But...as soon as someone reads them they turn into the present. Isn't that strange. But again it proves Mr Einstein's theory that Time is relative. Past,present and future all exist simultaneously. Any comments?

I love this image. It is a sketch that could be a piece. It is the colours and the form of the woolen balls. I span (OE) the yarn from woolen tops from Shetland sheep. The natural colours of sheep as you can see. And the blue of the plastic mugs.  These colours and shapes harmonize. And the white of the floor. I actually scrubbed that floor because it was filthily grey and I found this beautiful kind of white. (Makes me think of Whistler's white work). This white was amazing and while I had that space I kept it white.  Now when I am looking again at this sketch I feel I did a good job and it feels inspiring too. I better get on with the autumnal weaving so I can start with something like this again. Really exciting. 

I am thinking. The piece is still in orange and these bushes helped me pondering the next steps. Look at that orange part it is surrounded by yellow and green and there is a big carmine part too. 
These colours are divine, aren't they? 
The hard thing is to find the similar or same colours in the heaps of rags I have in my studio. I am not ready to photograph the heaps in my studio and put them on the blog. If you want to see the studio in full swing, you have to knock on my door, the real door :)
Actually one is never sure if anybody is reading the official diary that is called blog, that is open to the public on the internet. 
Being creative in the loom is one thing but having decided to try to be creative in the written and  share my thoughts with anybody is another thing.  I am not a fine writer, actually I am a much better oral relater of stories and everyday events. My best blog would be a verbal blog in my studio, in front of an audience for a few minutes a day. Think about that. And I'd serve you tea and coffee. :)  Even cake. 

From red to orange and from there it goes on to some kind of rose or light red or brown. For me a very exciting time in the loom  Sounds like I am eccentric.....well who is not? 

Went for a very good hike yesterday. Good in many senses. It was 3,5 hours long. It took us up on a mountain called Geitafell (Goats'mountain).  I am interested in the Icelandic goat race and place names in Iceland named by goats, kids or bucks. The weather was splendid, not an inch of wind, sunshine was bright and the view. The views. One could see glaciers far away, mountain ranges and islands in the ocean. The autumn colours were bright in the low bushes.  And even more so as I was wearing sunglasses that tend to emphasize colours and make them heavenly. The photos by my friend Helga show how the colours were actually, and even without the sunglasses they are lush.  There were still blueberries in the bushes. This summer was a prosperous berry year in Iceland.
These colours are a perfect inspiration for a piece.
Red is lush. 

This is what is in the loom at the moment. 
RED.
In the background behind the warp you can see a bit of the Vernal piece I made this year.  Haven't woven during the summer as I was busy earning my living by working as a guide.
I take a great pleasure in weaving again. 
I will be presenting my pieces at the annual Craft market, Reykjavík town hall in November this year. 

The rowans have shed some berries and brown leaves and they are lying in the still green grass, which has a light twinge of yellow if you look closely. The Days are getting shorter and soon the Autumnal equinox will be upon us soon. I am enjoying the inspiration that this time of year grants one in the field of colours.  

The autumn started with a bang in Iceland and a couple of weeks ago parts of northern Iceland got covered with snow and the grazing sheep got trapped, some of the were actually literally trapped in snow and had to be dug out by farmers and SAR members.  Dramatic and hard on the ovine and the farming humans. 

But back to colours. I have started a new piece based on the colours of the rowan's berries, the fading yellow and perhaps the green . It is the red that is fascinating me the most at the moment. 

Autumn is at the door. And now it is time to think of the next piece in the loom. This time it shall be an autumn piece. Red, yellow and blue? The leaves are still green on the trees, bushes and grass but that will be different within a months time. Today is September 1st which brings my thoughts to my late father as it was his birthday. He loved trees and planted quite an amount on this tree barren island called Iceland. He was also a lover of birds and flowering plants.  He kept a large garden and had plants inside the house too to cherish during winter time when the outside nature slumbered.  Yes it will be an autumn piece. Brain has started spinning. 
Which is a good sign by the way :)
I have published two postcards of the endangered Icelandic goat race. If anybody is interested in buying card let me know. They cost 150 ISKR each.  These pictures were taken in Keldudalur, Skagafjörður in N Iceland in June this year.