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The Balancing Color

Posted in 3 - RED HALO, Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 28, 2012 by designldg

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“The color of the object illuminated partakes of the color of that which illuminates it.”
(Leonardo da Vinci – Italian Renaissance polymath, 1452–1519)

This blueish tone of light green is called turquoise, the name comes from the French for Turkish.
This friendly and happy color is worn by many people in India.
In color psychology, this shade controls and heals the emotions creating emotional balance and stability.
It is a combination of blue and a small amount of yellow and it fits in on the color scale between green and blue.
It radiates the peace, calm and tranquility of blue and the balance and growth of green with the uplifting energy of yellow.
Turquoise recharges our spirits during times of mental stress and tiredness, alleviating feelings of loneliness.
Focussing on the color whether on a wall or clothing allows to feel instant calm and gentle invigoration, ready to face the world again…
Being the mid color between the extremes of red and violet, it is the color of balance, for the emotions, thoughts and speech.
Turquoise is calming yet invigorating, restoring depleted energies, it enhances the ability to focus and concentrate, assisting with clear thinking and decision-making, and the development of good organizational skills.
This shade also represents open communication from and between the heart and the spoken word.
It relates to the electronic age and the world of computers, and communication on a large scale.

This picture was shot in a little workshop in Varanasi (Benaras) held by a Muslim family who manufactures several fabrics for Red Halo.
Those turquoise threads are used in order to weave a traditional silk brocade on a handloom machine.
This traditional artcraft transmitted from generation to generation contributed to the fame of the oldest living city in the world.RED HALO is a collection of household linen based in Benaras (Varanasi – India) providing work to people who were living with difficulties and education to children.

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Weaving Dreams

Posted in Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 16, 2011 by designldg

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“We all have our own life to pursue,
Our own kind of dream to be weaving…
And we all have the power
To make wishes come true,
As long as we keep believing.”
(Louisa May Alcott – American Author, 1832-1888)

This is a handloom in one of our workshops in Varanasi (Benaras).
The warp threads pass alternately through a heddle and through a space between the heddles (the shed), so that raising the shaft raises half the threads (those passing through the heddles), and lowering the shaft lowers the same threads—the threads passing through the spaces between the heddles remain in place.
There is magic in the whole process which is made of the same “stuff as dreams are made on” (Shakespeare)…
Varanasi weavers have to struggle with many issues since the industry collapsed fifteen years ago and half the workshops of the city had to close.
RED HALO has settled a program in order to help a few of them, it is a drop in the ocean but in our humble and limited way we are trying to maintain a few people to carry on this heritage.
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RED HALO is a collection of household linen based in Benaras (Varanasi – India) providing work to people living with difficulties and education to children.
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Drowned in My Ego

Posted in Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 27, 2010 by designldg

“Na thaa kuchh to Khudaa thaa, kuchh na hotaa to Khudaa hotaa
Duboyaa mujh ko hone ne, na hotaa mai.n to kyaa hotaa
huaa jab Gam se yuu.N behis to Gam kyaa sar ke kaTane kaa
na hotaa gar judaa tan se to zaa.Nno.n par dharaa hotaa
huii muddat ke ‘Ghalib’ mar gayaa par yaad aataa hai
wo har ek baat pe kahanaa ke yuu.N hotaa to kyaa hotaa”

“He was, when it was aught
He would still be, even if it might have been naught
Drowned I am in my ego
What would have happened if “I” was not
Laden with distraught and feeling apathetic
do I have to worry about the head being severed
If it did not severe from the body
The head would have simply reposed on the lap
It has been ages that “Ghalib” died
Yet the memories linger on
His saying this on every occasion
If it was “like this” then what it would be!”

(“He was, when it was aught” by Mirza Ghalib, 1597-1869)

Mirza Ghalib is considered to be the one of the most popular and influential poet of the Urdu language.
Ghazals using his words often remind me the music made by the many handloom machines in some Muslim areas of Varanasi (Benaras) where I always enjoy to come and work.
This picture was shot in one of our workshops there.

Infinite Possibility

Posted in Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 27, 2010 by designldg

“In this world of infinite possibility
I look around for the second step
of desire–
All I see is one footprint!”
(“The Footprint” by Mirza Ghalib, 1797 – 1869)

Patterns and designs come in infinite possibilities from those handloom machines.
This industry is mostly held by Muslim families whom passed this amazing knowledge to their descendants. Today the silk handloom weavers of Varanasi (Benaras) are stuggling for existence.
They need our help in order to carry on.
We need to be creative and to make people enjoy those amazing fabrics which are an heritage of the great Mughals.
This picture was shot in one of our workshops as we were working on a new design for our new collection.

The Loom of Life

Posted in Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 25, 2009 by designldg

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“We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.”
(Henry Ward Beecher – Liberal US Congregational minister, 1813-1887)

There is a Muslim Cimetery nearby the workshops which are manufactering some of our fabrics in Varanasi (Benaras), there the weavers take advantage of the open space in order to strech their “taana” (warp).
The master weaver carries out the process of warp making depending upon the requirement of the design and colour combination.
The threads are streched together in order to make a “taana” roll which will provide the loom frame of the weaver once this is achieved.
I had to be careful not to walk on the tombs around us in order to take my pictures and in a way I could feel that the loom of life never stops, the soul of the elder generations was not completely resting but guiding those men in their daily task, making sure that the transmission of traditions will be accomplished in the oldest living city in the world…

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Waiting for a Second Breath

Posted in Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 25, 2009 by designldg

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“There is no blue without yellow and without orange.”
(Vincent van Gogh – Dutch Painter, 1853-1890)

Those silk saris are waiting to be ironed and after they will leave to retail stores.
The whole process which is hand made from the weaving of threads to the dyeing procedure and of course the to embroideries, carries so much of life, involves so many people with each time different stories and different dreams.
It takes about 15 days to one month and sometimes six months to complete a sari according the intricacy of designs and patterns.
For centuries Banarsi traditional weavers have been manufacturing them and they belong to the heritage of Varanasi (Benaras).
This amazing craftsmanship is vanishing, within a few years half workshops closed in the Eternal city.
It is the duty of designers like me to be creative and to find how to give a second breath to those astonishing fabrics in order to contribute to preserve this industry wrapped in its traditions.

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One thread winding them all

Posted in Poetry in Fabric with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 24, 2009 by designldg

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“When you examine the lives of the most influential people who have ever walked among us, you discover one thread that winds through them all.
They have been aligned first with their spiritual nature and only then with their physical selves.”
Albert Einstein (German born, American Physicist – Nobel Prize for Physics in 1921, 1879-1955)

Those red threads are used in order to weave a traditional silk brocade on a handloom machine which is in a little workshop in Varanasi (Benaras) held by a Muslim family who manufactures several of our fabrics since a few seasons.
This traditional artcraft transmitted from generation to generation contributed to the fame of the oldest living city in the world.
This picture is an opportunity to whish a happy Ramazaan (Ramadan) to my Muslim friends.

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