A group of Lila Nelson’s friends met on Tuesday at the home of Francie Iverson for a lunch. It wasn’t exactly a mournful gathering, though we were marking a year that has passed since her death. Instead, we were only sad that she could not join us. We drank champagne in her honor, and enjoyed the fellowship and fun that she always fostered at a gathering.
After lunch we went through some boxes of textiles from Lila’s house; things she owned, with only a couple of pieces that she maybe wove. I got a doubleweave piece, which reads, The good you will carve into the mountain; the bad you will write in snow.”
This epitomized Lila! She was definitely a consensus-builder, a positive activist.
Laurann Gilbertson said that Lila bought the weaving in Norway, perhaps near Trondheim. If anyone recognizes the weaver, I’d love to let them know this piece continues to have a good home, and that I try to live up to the words.
Your post, photo, and comments brought up and clarified a memoryor what passes for oneas I had made a photo of that double weave but purchased one hanging next to it. I was checking my trip records in the binders and came up with more memoriesstill foggyand after being sure it was the 2005 trip I checked for a tag on the back of the weaving I had bought and came up with “Åsen Vev, Else Torkildsen, 7630 Åsen. And it was from the 2007 trip. Could it be the same weaver? Ingebjorg had translated the Norwegian for me several years ago and the copy of photo and her translation still hangs pinned to my memo board. I remember the drive as going through Hell (village of), location being a house, room for only a few of us at a time to go upstairs and squeeze past the production looms, and then go wait outside by the rose hedge until bus departs. Veronna
From: Robbie LaFleur Reply-To: Robbie LaFleur Date: Friday, May 27, 2016 1:24 PM To: Veronna Capone Subject: [New post] The Good You Will Carve into the Mountain
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