You see I treated myself to 5 yards of PFD at QBL this year and I was itchin' to get after it. So I set up my make-shift dye station on the porch complete with me sitting on a bucket. My porch is a super convienant place to dye - well if you ignore the mail carrier navigating through all the paraphanlia strewn all over. He must have done it successfully though, 'cause there were bills in my box as always.
|New Use for the trusty red Beer cup|
Still that wasn't my problem. I tend to just sorta guess at what colors I need thinking over my stash. It seems right now I have a lot of saturated pure colors so I need more murky muted colors to round it out. Also I need some decent dark darks and light lights. Leaving them sitting all night gave them a really cool molted effect that adds the needed texture in my work. Next time, though I think I'll take them out and rotate them a bit.
So,dyeing is so much fun, I can see how people can get addicted. I don't see that happening to me anytime soon though. Working at a station which includes me sitting on a bucket and dyeing in beer cups doesn't sound like the making of the next Jane Dunnewold. Right now though, I'm just having fun dyeing!