Weaving and I came together by accident, when I built a loom for my daughter when she was 12. I found it then to be quite a change of pace from daily work and life, and I still find it so today.
After weaving on that home-made loom for a while I took a big step up and bought a 16-harness Macomber loom in 1972 which remains my principal loom to this day. I also have an 8-harness and a 4-harness loom for less complex pieces, and have passed several other looms along to friends and relatives.
Weaving was invented at the earliest dawnings of human development, yet it offers possibilities that are still new and fresh. Rain on the roof, a warm fire in the woodstove, and a closet full of yarns create the perfect conditions for me to sit at the loom. The action of hands and the feel in weaving are similar to those used in playing the piano. But the music of the piano flies out the window, while the music of the loom pleases the eye and the hand for many years. I hope many more people will do as I have and discover in weaving a useful antidote to the intensity of daily life.