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About Mitzi Meyers

I was raised in Kennesaw, Georgia, in a small, friendly, green community. My grandparents lived in Walnut, Mississippi, and that is where my summers were spent. MawMaw did embroidery, quilting, gardening, and canning. She needed to keep my small hands busy, so I was introduced to embroidery at the age of 8. That was the beginning of my creative urges and they have never left me.

In high school we had a great art teacher, Mrs. Kendricks, who had a large floor loom in the art class. I’m not sure if I ever wove on it, or even saw it used, but we did do frame weaving. The frame was made out of old wood from a log cabin’s exterior walls, slabs of logs... with nails to hold the warp. I used dog hair, panty hose, and many slubby, fat yarns in it. This piece is in my living room today. We also tried many mediums, Batik being one of my favorites. I had a wardrobe of batik garments, that have since worn out.

After high school, my mother purchased a rigid heddle loom for me. I wove many wall hangings, table scarves, and attempted tapestry weaving on this small loom. About 6 years later a friend, loaned me her 36" Harrisville 4 harness floor loom. It had been in storage for a few years, and needed some parts that had gone missing. Another weaver, was staying in Georgia for a year while her husband was doing Military time in Turkey. She was chomping at the bit to get another person addicted to weaving. This was a huge asset to getting me going. She helped me decide what parts we needed, ordered them, and set up the loom, wound the first warp, and off I went. I think my brother still wears that hideous itchy wool/mohair scarf when it is very cold.

It is very interesting to me how fate put all these pieces of the puzzle together, for the end result of me having the loom, and a mentor. About three years later, for my 30th birthday, Thomasa said “enjoy the loom”, and I ignorantly said “ok. I am” . She was telling me I could have the loom. Eventually I added a tool tray and 2 more harnesses, and have had to replace a few parts, but my Harrisville loom will serve me for as long as I can weave. I am a color person, not a structure weaver.

A few years ago I rented out my house, tied the loom onto the top of a rental car, packed two cats in their cage into the back seat and drove to Idaho. Life is an adventure! Eventually I sold the house in Georgia. Georgia will always hold a special place in my heart, but Boise, Idaho is a great place to weave, spin, and live.

I wove for 8 years or so before getting hooked on spinning. A friend in the local weaving guild taught spinning with a drop spindle in Community Education. I was obsessed as soon as I got started. After a year of producing yarn from all the fiber I could get my paws on, I decided I needed to weave a sweater coat for myself. It is a great conglomeration of commercial and handspun yarns. Of course as per my usual, I barely had enough fabric to squeeze out a jacket, and sewing is a major challenge for me, but it really turned out very nice.

Today I enjoy doing demonstrations at Museum Comes to Life at the local Historical Museum, and schools. It is funny what questions children can come up with, like: “What are you doing?”, and then after I go through the whole process of sheep, fiber washing, carding, twisting into yarn, they ask “Why are you doing that?”. Because I am a fiber addict.