Taos Wool Festival, Part II: Yarny Goodness.

Meg and I had a fantastic time at the Taos Wool Festival. We left Albuquerque Friday night after a wonderful Chinese meal and drove up to Taos. We stayed at the Kachina Best Western Inn, which was pretty cool. Very vintage, pretty grounds, but paper thin walks. Fortunatly our neighbors were NOT feeling frisky...

We woke up early Saturday morning, primped, and headed to Michael's Kitchen for breakfast. MMMM. Love Michael's. We strolled in to Kit Carson Park right as the vendors opened up.

And it's a good thing we did, because Brooks Fiber was PACKED, and looked like it had been looted by our second visit around 11:00.

Looking around the booth, you can see why:



Yeah. I got some stuff here. Most of it was even on SALE. Lawd, I love this stuff.

I also spent a lot at Carol Mullen's. She's retiring, so you can't get any more! It's really a shame- she has fantastic color sense. Her booth also looked like it had been raided, and you would NOT believe the lines to get in... She had Mountain Colors hanging on the walls...



And her own stuff on the table. YUMMY.



Lezlie King, who I rapsodized about after seeing her stuff at the Fiber Fiesta, was there with her fabulous natural color dyed yarns.





I didn't even get pictures of the place where I bought gorgeous hand dyed sport weight sock yarn! Like these other booths, they were a mob scene.

Galina Khmeleva of Skaska Designs had absolutely stunning lace and lace weight yarns. Serious lace- like thinner than dental floss, and lots of size 0000 knitting needles. I am convinced that this booth inspires the most awestruck cussing of any thing I have ever seen. It's impressive.

I didn't make it back to Interlacements, which makes me sad. They were right next to the Vortex otherwise known as Brooks Fiber.

Part of what makes Taos so wonderful is that it's mostly small, independent animal growers, spinners, and color artists. There were some fabulous, fabulous one of a kind items there. There was also a lot of really horrible, horrible felted stuff. Not my style at all. No offense to those who dig it, but there's some BAD felting happening in this world right now. Yikes.

All in all, this was a fabulous show, and I'm planning on going back next year. I will definitely go up the night before, because otherwise you miss all the good stuff at the great vendors, like Brooks. It was pretty picked over by noon.
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