Bev Polk Weaving Pop-Up Shop

Bev will be at Yarn Bar in person to show her incredibly beautiful AND pleasantly practical weavings. These are to use.

In her own words:

"I live, love and WEAVE on the edge of a town that time forgot, in a converted horse barn that I call Weaverbird Studio. My landscape is sagebrush hills in a river valley ranching community surrounded by six mountain ranges.  When I’m not weaving, I love to hike and camp with my husband or girlfriends, dig in the dirt around my flowers, or sit on my porch with a cup of coffee and my herd dog Izze. My life is simple and practical. My weaving is vibrant and pleasurably useful.  

I’d rather be weaving than cooking, so I appease my conscience by weaving practical kitchen items of washable and enduring beauty for our color-starved kitchens. My Scandinavian influenced staples include towels, - always lots of towels, - table runners, ponchos, bags and scarves in colors and designs inspired by my surroundings. My ideas evolve as I hike, tend my flowers, or sit at my loom surrounded by shelves of multi-spectrum cones of some of the finest cotton thread in the world. I wake up dreaming about color and design ideas.

In my earliest memories, I have needle, thread and fabric dangling from my hands while I explore my world on a tricycle or camping with the family. I knit during second grade recess. I wove bright potholders and a placemat in fourth grade.  I sewed my way through high school. It’s what my mother did. It’s what her mother did. I collected EVERYTHING - everything to do with design, texture, and color combinations.

 
After my builder-craftsman-father was killed in an airplane crash, my mother re-married, and I gained a Swedish weaving grandmother. My mother learned to weave, and our house filled with yet more fiber. I was not then at an age when I wanted to intentionally emulate my mother; still, the “dye” was cast. In the spring of 1971 I was a restless Commercial Art major when I heard of a course being taught in weaving. That was my only excuse to step foot inside of the Home Economics building, but I was hooked (or perhaps warped?) from day one, and I’ve never looked back.

 Today, after some 50 years, several looms, and more miles of thread than you can travel or I can hike, I’m still in love with weaving practical and vibrant heirlooms for your “every today”.  Wake-up to color and your coffee will smile. 😊 "