Weaving with willow is like speaking another language. The timing and emphasis is one of its own, you cannot help but become involved in the process of growing, cutting, storing, soaking then selecting and weaving.
It feels different to anything else, it smells different to any other material.
It connects me to history and civilisations as early as I can imagine.
All for one and one for all! I’ve joined the basketeers!
This blog will chart my adventure as I navigate some of the oldest construction techniques ever used. City Lit run a two year course of basketry skills and I am on it.
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