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Dyeing and First Press

First set of dyed fabric completed in the new studio while testing out the laundry design. The priority was always for textiles rather than clothing worn by humans. The length of the bench is about perfect for pressing with Miss Elna. I love the Elna, despite the lack of aesthetic (apologies to Swiss manufacture) because of the capacity to press (rather than iron) large pieces of fabric and multiple thicknesses. There's enough space for folding and managing large items (including sheets) and the laundry tub is large enough for safely hand rinsing without splash.  Next set will be from the orange heading towards the blues to have a complimentary set of muted yardage for my next large quilt.
 

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