It was a long and arduous process, begun last February. I used blue jeans, and deconstructed over 200 pairs. I killed my Gingher Shears, broke one stiletto and countless seam rippers, and rolled through 12 titanium rotary cutter blades.
The flat leg pieces were cut into 1.5" strips, then sewn end-to-end, wrong side to right side in very long ribbons. From there I wound as much as would fit onto three rag shuttles and got to it.
My loom is a 48" 4-harnesss Cranbrook named 'Louise,' and I wove these rugs full width and 72" long. I ran the rag shuttle through the shed, and folded the strip in half with the folded edge towards me. After ensuring that a nice loop was at the edge, I would change the shed and beat. Hard. Several times.
It was, for this fibromyalgia sufferer, a slow and grueling process. There were many days where I could only look longingly at Louise.
It was worth it in the end, as my family went nuts over them. That said, I'll never undertake a project like this again.
