I'm back from the weekend doing corded skirt weaving, and a little more tired than I'd hoped for - thanks to the new sleeper trains with their single cabins, which are in theory very nice, but have a rather hard mattress, too firm for my taste. So I didn't sleep too well, and then at a little past four suddenly the light was on in my cabin, and then I had to get up in time to leave the train quite early, so altogether I arrived here already looking forward to a nap.
It was a lovely weekend, even though the weather was a little more rainy than the forecast had predicted. For a little while on Sunday, I thus had to take shelter in the 19th century garden pavillion together with my weaving, but the rest of the time, it was at most a very, very light drizzle, so that was fine. The wool was a bit miffed by the high moisture content in the air, though, and stuck some more than usual.
Apart from this, I can only complain about being so busy explaining that I didn't get away from my place all day, so there was no time to stroll around and visit the colleagues. The visitors stopping by were very interested, and I got a good chunk of weaving done showing how a corded skirt is made. (It's far from being finished, of course - I'd need a few weeks of demo-ing for that.)
I also got to hang out with the full skirt I made for the museum again, and it was such a nice moment to lift it out of the box and hold it again. For explanatory and demonstration purposes, I also wrapped myself in it a lot of times. It does not fit me correctly - the Egtved girl was of a slighter build - but where it was lying in double layer as intended, the movement of the cords is really fascinating. Yes, they shift and they can fall apart when moving, but they fall apart on top of the leg, and more or less flow together in the lower (or should I say the nether?) regions.
It's a really fascinating garment, and I had a lot of nice discussions about it, both with visitors and with some colleagues stopping by. A very nice weekend indeed, and I hope it will get a repetition some day!