On Sunday evening, I took a lovely little workshop at Gravel & Gold, one of the best spots in the Mission. We learned the free flowing art of hand painting on fabric and got to experiment with leggings and silk scarves. I had spent the afternoon at home after a long walk in the city that morning, so I was settled in and almost talked myself out of going. The ol' it's so far away and I won't get home until late and I won't know anyone there and it probably won't be worth all the trouble routine. Won't won't and another won't. But I ignored that familiar voice in my head and tromped on down to catch the bus.
I'm so glad I did! If you haven't been to Gravel & Gold, it's definitely worth a visit. You can see past and upcoming events here, or just stop by for some carved wooden spoons or handmade sandals. They have a real respect for makers and artists and a beautiful space full of unique finds and, refreshingly, none of the pretense you find at so many other places in the Mission. The workshop was just six or seven chill ladies standing around a long table, playing with dye and fabric and listening to The Farm Band with the occasional discussion of Heath Ceramics or how to become a volunteer doula. Because really, why not?
We were encouraged to just experiment (with no more than two colors to avoid the risk turning the whole thing a lovely shade of cat barf). At one point, Lisa, who lead the workshop and runs the store, said absentmindedly how it's "nice to do things where mistakes become part of the design". And I thought how right, how true that is with life in general. How something you weren't planning on at all is suddenly there -- whoops! -- and you make it work, you fit it in, and somehow it still ends up being beautiful.
Wishing you a mellow weekend, friends, and the freedom to make a mistake or two.