Tuesday, August 11, 2009


If you live long enough, straight lines have a way of bending to make a circle.

Back in the 70's when I lived in Montana, I had some weaving students. Since I was not affiliated with any weaving guild at the time, I decided to call ourselves The Renegade Weavers Association.

There was no membership fee and only one qualification to become a member.

QUALIFICATION: To have never woven a place mat!

In the years that followed, (in moving from hubris to humility) I finally wove a place mat and forgot all about the Renegade Weavers.

Phillipsburg, Montana 1975
from l to r: Carol, Bonnie, Karrie, Carole

Recently, I fished out these pictures and sent them to the ladies, much to their delight. We have scattered to the winds, but now we are planning a reunion.

The Renegade Weavers Ride Again!

If you wish to become a member of the RWA, send me an email.
The one and only qualification is that you believe you are a Renegade Weaver. You know who you are (grin)!


Meg said...

Everywhere you go, you seem to have so much more non-weaving fun in addition to weaving fun, Bonnie! I like the name of the group, too.

Valerie said...

whoa...this must be "retro week" for me. First a 50 year fashion show at the Michigan League of Handweavers on Fri. night...and now the very '70's hair and clothes on your photo's!!

What fun! I'll sign up as a renegade!

Anonymous said...

ok...I think I fit in...my girlfriend and I are calling ourselves 'mutant' weavers because we've never had classes, so we aren't bound by the 'but you MUST do it this way' group. I must be a mutant quilter too!