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Moultrie, GA, United States

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A PANDULA is a flower which lives only in ones IMAGINATION!


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Graphite drawing, color pencil, Handwoven

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Hi there! My name is Marsha Knox and I am an artist. Since I have no formal training and I am self taught, I thought that I would give you a little idea of my art adventure.

One day a friend of mine, Marci Koziolek (who\\\'s mother owns Gilmore Looms in California) a mentor and an artist in her own right, introduced me to counted cross stitch. This was about 12 years ago. She later showed up at my house with a small Mirrix Bead Loom. On 911 my friend Carol Ranus, (also an artist and mentor) took me to a bead store in Jacksonville and introduced me to Peyote needle bead weaving.

I then took a bad fall from the top of a dump truck and found myself unemployed for a year and four months. So with no income and way too much time on my hands I decided to persue these art forms. I needed a way to give gifts for things like birthdays and Christmas. Necessity is indeed the mother of invention.

Soon I decided to move from beads and small eye straining elements to the fiber arts weaving. There was no looking back at that point. Since I didn\\\'t own a loom myself I decided to build one. The internet is a wonderful thing. I found blueprints and most of my knowledge to build one from there. I drove the guys at Home Depot crazy and went through lots of wood before I got the loom the way I wanted it.

Having never seen anyone weave I now need books, very detailed weaving books. These proved very hard to locate in beach country. Again the internet, libraries and used books stores saved me. Carol, Marci and Marci\\\'s mother, Mrs. Allen, contributed greatly, they patiently answered my many questions and encouraged me all the way. Every time Marci went to California she came home with yarns and goodies. Carol was forever bringing me yarn, ribbon, lace, feathers and whatever else she could think of to push my boundaries and to encouage me. She even found me antique brass scissors and bought me my first Navajo packing comb for my loom.

One year everyone got crocheted blankets for Christmas. Then I moved on to knitting socks, and even made my own knitting needles. Sadly no one, not even instructiors at the local art stores, could teach me to knit socks. More books and research. This art took me over a year to get right. Boy am I proud when I see someone wearing a pair of my socks

Never one to draw with in the lines I never followed a pattern. And soon I discovered I had a talent for design. I was kind of forced into this through lack of funds. You see, I never say to myself, \\\" I think I will weave a flower\\\", and then go buy the colors of yearn needed. I go into my room of supplies and pick a color, and then I think to myself this one will look nice with that one and it kind of goes from there. I just let the art happen. Now I needed to get a better way of design and took up drawing. I love doing graphite drawings. Started out learning to draw what I see and found that I much prefer to draw what is in my head screaming to get out.

With my settlement I bought my only state of the art (not homemade) equipment, an upright spinning wheel and a rigid heddle loom. (Then came scouring and dying yarns too. I did alot of it in buckets in the back yard and used things like Kool aid for dye.) I had been likening my art to the Navajo way of weaving, i.e. tapestry, and wanted to do some drapable fabric. More books of course.

As it turns out for the last 12 or so years every gift I have given to anyone has been homemade. I used to say I had way to much time on my hands and needed a life. Turns out this is a life, a way of life...and I hold it very dear.

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