This week a piece left Mexico. Today it hangs on a wall in Chula Vista, California.
When someone looks at a textile like this, they almost always ask the same things: what color, what material, what size.?
I think those are the questions that matter least, but the very first or even unique questions everybody asks... all the time.
The question that matters and in my opinion it´s what matters the most is: how is it going to live in your home?
Who will see it every morning? On which wall. What you'll feel walking past it. What it says about you to whoever comes through your door??
A textile doesn't decorate a space. It inhabits it with you.
I can give you a flat description of the piece of the week:
It's Otomí embroidery.
It comes from Tenango de Doria, Hidalgo.
It's made by hand on cotton cloth, with cotton thread.
It took a week of work.
The hand that embroidered it chose every figure. No two are the same.
But for me what´s important is that: The textile walks into a room as if no one were watching — and everyone turns to look. It leans back, sighs, and orders a coffee like the world belongs to it.
This one already has an owner, in Chula Vista. There are few left like it in the shop and yet I haven´t even upload the entire collection.
Before you choose by color, ask yourself how it's going to live in your home.
There are a few left. Each one is embroidered by hand, once. See which one is going to live in your home
P.S. The piece in Chula Vista isn't coming back, and neither is any other. Each one is embroidered by hand, a single time. The one you're thinking about today could be on someone else's wall tomorrow. That's not pressure. That's just how handmade works.