Stories
Beyond the Trees
Beyond the trees If you follow the fireflies There is a meadow And that is where you will find me This piece began with that feeling. I used indigo-dyed ajrakh...
Beyond the Trees
Beyond the trees If you follow the fireflies There is a meadow And that is where you will find me This piece began with that feeling. I used indigo-dyed ajrakh...
A Short Course on Kasuti Embroidery
Last month, Neeldhara Misra, Professor of Computer Science at IIT Gandhinagar, visited and spent some time looking through our embroidered pieces. She picked up a diary with a kasuti motif,...
A Short Course on Kasuti Embroidery
Last month, Neeldhara Misra, Professor of Computer Science at IIT Gandhinagar, visited and spent some time looking through our embroidered pieces. She picked up a diary with a kasuti motif,...
Where the Thread Took Me by Adithi Iyer
The first time I held a needle and did embroidery was in grade 7, in our needlework class at school. I remember being excited about it through the week. Around...
Where the Thread Took Me by Adithi Iyer
The first time I held a needle and did embroidery was in grade 7, in our needlework class at school. I remember being excited about it through the week. Around...
A Small Shop by the Road
Along the side of the road sits a small tailor shop, where two or three women gather each day to sew. Most often, they work on mekhala sadors and blouses,...
A Small Shop by the Road
Along the side of the road sits a small tailor shop, where two or three women gather each day to sew. Most often, they work on mekhala sadors and blouses,...
The Joy of Kasuti
I was introduced to Kasuti by Jaya Hangal, who is also from Dharwad, the birth place of Kasuti. She gifted me a beautiful piece for a kurta. The level of...
The Joy of Kasuti
I was introduced to Kasuti by Jaya Hangal, who is also from Dharwad, the birth place of Kasuti. She gifted me a beautiful piece for a kurta. The level of...
Cha
There is nothing like sweet cha, tea, after a long day when every sip feels like the balm my mother lovingly applies to my head whenever I ask her to...
Cha
There is nothing like sweet cha, tea, after a long day when every sip feels like the balm my mother lovingly applies to my head whenever I ask her to...