Sometimes I get ideas from the stories I write that are so strong and clear I can't ignore them. That's the reason I bought a giant ball of bejeweled handspun art yarn back in April and then started looking for a basket, which took two months and I only found a week ago in an antique store in Winter Haven.
I sat down to weave the art yarn into the basket. Please note, I have zero experience with weaving. Didn't matter. I knew what I wanted to do in my head.
Several hours later, this was the result. It was inspired by a character in a story I'm writing, and that's about all I can tell you about that, but it is 100% what I saw in my head. That really never happens.
I can't tell you how satisfying it is to make something that only existed in my imagination.
I will probably crochet a lining for the basket next month, but I'm so happy with the final result I'm fine with leaving it as is. Wonderful experience.
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