Spinning paper and thinking about next weaving rescue

Today I wove three silk-dyed coffee filters. Hence the staining on my fingers, synthetics much more vivid than natural dyes, and the damp towel keeping the paper from drying out before I get it spun.

I did the spinning standing over a wastebasket with tissues in it, so the dangling thread didn't drop on the beige rug..

This is why artists wear black in the studio, particularly when working with charcoal. No charcoal here, but inadvertent dyeing. I'm told people think the black is a kind of uniform or signal. Except when worn by posers, it's just practical workwear.

So three bobbins ready for when I warp the Hokett to make side by side paper weavings.

And on the left side a cotton weaving I need to finish in some way. I drew all the warp threads through to one side, and I may make a series of braids and beads, for a sturdy cookbook bookmark. Fiber art serving culinary art.