Masani's loom Photo by Venaya Yazzie 2016 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED |
This capture of my maternal grandmother's weaving loom concerns the true 'beautyway' of my family. This weekend my grandmother finished this set up and thus began weaving. Together we will work in a collaboration on this rug. I cherish the moments when I can sit with her (and the cat) and just listen to the delicate sounds of her at her loom.
She is a master of mathematics when she is counting the strings of her loom, as she determines in her mind what kind of rug design the loom wants her to make. Its a 'beautyful' thing to be in her presence watching her in her happiness, her solace, her quiet strength at the loom.
Form her I find myself, my identity as a Dine' woman, as a woman of the Manyhogans clan of eastern Navajoland. She is my strength and my muse. I love her to the moon.
Autumn blessings!
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