(sidenote: i was waiting to blog until I had finished something, and now that it is done I have TOO MUCH to blog about, so another post will be coming this week)
I decided to finally give in and discover whether I can dye fiber or not. Usually it comes out alright, but I don’t like the way the colour looks nor do I like the finished product.
Katie decided I needed constant supervision…
The setup was checked:
The trash bag was sniffed:
She did sit and wait, imitating a shoe, while we mixed up the stinky chemicals though:
Making sure I cover the whole area with saran wrap:
And placing the fiber:
She got a bit bored when I started painting:
(Truth be told I got bored of it too… fiber doesn’t take dye the same way and handpainting a whole 8oz braid isn’t fun…but I persevered even though I wasn’t liking the result)
Seriously this is taking forever mommy!:
When I was done I really disliked it. It was nowhere on my TO BE SPUN list… So I ripped it into 4 (unequal) pieces and proceeded to try and fix what had been broken.
Knowing what grey does to colours from previous experiments I dumped a tonne of grey into the pot and some fiber with it:
It came out a sodden mess, but was it a usable mess or had I destroyed my fiber? It was too hot to tell:
Katie, of course, continued to check in:
When all the fiber had been overdyed it looked like this:
I was pleased when I rinsed that the fiber bloomed to its full width and seemed to be fine, the true test would be after it was dry:
All that supervision had worn Katie out:
The next day…
Look how pluffy and gorgeous that wet mess became!
You can even see some of the original crimp! (If that isn’t the fibers crimp allow me to keep my delusions)
All braided up (you can see how uneven my ripping was):
When asked what she thought, Katie replied “no comment”: