I went to an open studio session of The Urban Weavers Project at the McLean Park Fieldhouse in the Strathcona neighbourhood of Vancouver. At the front gate there was a huge pile of bright red, elegant-looking osier dogwood, and a bale of guilty-looking English ivy. I knocked briefly and then went through the door into a modest room -- an entire living room! with natural light and a kitchen! -- devoted to basketry with local materials, with photos and project samples up on the walls, and chairs and buckets of water with materials soaking in them.
A gentleman named Martin was kicked back in a green patio chair chatting with one of the lead artists, Sharon Kallis, who was working on a hat twined from English Ivy.
I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. All my little artist loneliness obliterated in a single moment! It seems so impossible and unexpected, I'm laughing still.
Now I only hope that I can contribute something meaningful here, and not just slobber all over everyone in my excitement and enthusiasm.