Gold threads, the real deal, on wooden bobbins.
Most likely from the 1800s.
Found at the brocante.
I know how to sew but don't. Never could I sew as beautifully as I have seen on altar cloth that I have seen at brocantes the work of steadfast creative hands. Delicate, nimble and certainly quick, mostly meditative.
Though holding these in hand I can weave a path back to a day where such art was made, cherished and used with care.
Amongst people who brought beauty to the everyday. Who created art as a form of prayer, passing the time in being creative, resourceful, making something worthy of all time.
Golden thread we hold…
What am I creating today for tomorrow is the question.
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