Mr Rambabu wears a look of intense concentration as he mixes natural indigo dye in a deep stone well. “Traditional. Definitely traditional,” he says, chuckling. “Technology can be too consuming. With mobile phones you’re expected to drop everything to answer. Sometimes I find it a bit too much.”
They’re curled up on main streets amongst haphazardly parked tuk tuks, motorcycles and cars; they’re meandering slowly up urban alleys in the centre of busy towns; they’re roaming the highways that stretch for miles. Within hours of arriving, we realise that to travel through India is to walk with cows.
As we turn off the main road, the harsh hubbub of the traffic is replaced by the sing-song sound of hammer and chisel in a street lined with cosy little block-carving workshops. We make a beeline for the one run by Mullah-Ji, a fourth generation master block-carver known throughout Jaipur for his work. Surrounded by […]
Our textile designer inspects the vibrant and geometric pattern of the skirts that lie on the table beside him. “They’re vintage” – he tells us – “tribal skirts worn by the women in the mountains of Thailand.” As he speaks, he creates lines and circles, shading here and there. It’s hard to keep up with […]
Horns beep, tuk tuk drivers call out to us from the road, weaving artfully out of the way of cars and bicycles and the occasional lumbering elephant. We smile at it all, even at the touts who are trying to show us their wares. Jaipur, the capital of Rajasthan, is known as the Pink City, […]
Inside the 4X4 everyone grows quiet as we emerge from the energetic city, into the countryside, journeying to one of our craft villages. The scenery, with its fields and mountains, sparse and empty, has lulled us into tranquillity. The lilting sound of Hindi music playing quietly on the car stereo is our soundtrack as we […]
“My wife has a good face. Round, like the moon,” Surendra says, perching on the edge of the Lille armchair’s mango wood frame, smiling warmly at the mention of his wife. “I love her like the moon.” We notice though that everyone around Surendra is smiling; our guide is nodding his head approvingly too. “That’s […]
Something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue – all over the world cultures perform a variety of ceremonial weddings. In India, one such tradition is the giving of a hand-woven rug as part of a woman’s dowry, or simply as a gift from the bride’s family.
The sky is filled with kites. Hundreds of paper diamonds in every colour you can imagine. It’s a dazzling sight, compelling us to look up as we weave our way through the streets of Jaipur.