For a few months, I had been wanting a loom to weave on. One of the last remaining rag rugs my grandma had made fell apart, and I was wanting to make some rugs to replace it. I had considered getting 2x4s and building a simple frame loom, as the floor looms I found online were terribly expensive. As I was scrolling through Facebook Marketplace one day, I came across a post for a floor loom. It was only a pile off wood, and there were no photos of it assembled. The owner assured me all the pieces were there, and it had worked the last time it was put together. She told me the loom was over 125 years old, and had once belonged to her father-in-law's mother who kept it in a chicken coop. The loom was $400 and it sounded like an exciting adventure. Since then, things have snowballed into my love of weaving, fiber arts and wool processing. That $400 pile of wood is still the heart of this studio.

How it all began...