[SB] Sabbath Blessing
Molly Wolf
lupa at kos.net
Sun Feb 4 19:35:14 GMT 2007
Dyeing
I am dyeing in the laundry room, and also in the kitchen. In the laundry
room are the dye stocks and the paraphernalia; in the kitchen is a large,
purpose-reserved stainless-steel stockpot in which currently resides an
ounce of silk fibre, taking on colour.
There are two approaches to dyeing fibre. One, exemplified by the
master-dyer Deb Menz, starts out to plan a finished product and works out
the mathematics to achieve that goal: so many units of colour per units of
fibre, everything controlled and reproducible. Nothing wrong with that,
especially for those who dye fibres on a comparatively large scale. The
other, put forward by the _Twisted Sisters Sock Workbook_, takes a
"wotthehell" approach. Let's wing it. The results are bound to be
beautiful. (And in fact, they are.)
Those who know me at all will have no problem deciding which approach I
favour.
There's a hot "wotthehell" method and a cold "wotthehell" method, both a
matter of getting playful. For the hot method, soak silk (with detergent)
or wool; put the fibre in the dye pot with water to cover and some citric
acid or vinegar (because protein fibres need acid to accept the dye
molecules), heat the liquid up until it's just shy of simmering, and then
toss dollops of dye in -- I use a bulb baster. If you do it just right, the
dye gloms onto the fibre and then, when you add a second colour, all sorts
of interesting and wild things happen with the colour. Yellow overlaid with
blue turns everything from bronze to turquoise and back again via lapis and
emerald. For the cold method, lay out your soaked and acidulated fibre on
plastic wrap, paint it with dyes, fold the wrap over, squoosh the dye
through the fibre, roll it into a bundle, and nuke it in the microwave
until the dye sets. Either way, let the fibre cool, wash out any unattached
dye, and dry.
I have to wonder (as I'm which way God's working: controlled
aim-for-the-bull's-eye or buckshot "let's play and work with the
results". I know many Christians who believe the former: that God has all
things planned according to God's purposes, even if that sometimes seems
difficult to take. Process theology, on the other hand, holds that God's
working it out as it goes, working hand in hand with Creation (humankind
most especially included), which participates in the process.
But that's another one of those either-or things, isn't it? I've been
trying to back away from either-ors in the last while, looking instead for
both-ands -- a more Hebrew and less Greek way of working.
What if it's both? What if God does indeed have a definite final product in
mind, but the details are at least somewhat improvisational? Rather like
good jazz, in fact.
I like this for several reasons. It allows for things like freedom and
contingency, which we need to explain the world as we see it -- why, for
example, the panda's "thumb" is actually jury-rigged from a wristbone
instead of being an actual thumb. It gives space for the free will that we
see, sometimes so painfully, in action. It leaves room for the outliers,
the data that don't fit. It lets mystery play in the interstices of
Creation where science would just as soon not go.
It gives us responsibility. If God has everything preplanned and is totally
in control, doesn't that let us off the hook? Instead of saying "the devil
made me do it," when we've committed some wrong, we can say, "God planned
for me do it, and besides, it's in God's plan for you." Well, no it wasn't.
God's plan for all of us is for us to lead joyous, fulfilling,
soul-building lives, full of love for God and each other; we often choose
to operate differently, and God leaves us free to make that choice. Back to
improv.
I have to have faith that God does know what the outcome will be and that
the outcome will be far better than I can currently ask or imagine.
Sometimes that faith seems to be just barely out of reach, when life is
bing Like That, but I keep flailing about for a handhold.
The last lot of silk looks a whole lot more like cooked spinach than it
does like the peacocky colourway I intended, but what the hell. It should
spin up just fine. I'll simply use it for a different project.
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