Arcs rise in tiers, one over the next, shifting colour like a rainbow through green, vermilion and gold. In shapes like water that comes in and goes out again, people have wished for a peace that does not run out. Hold it close, and you can almost hear the sea.
This cloth was an obi once, worn to someone's celebrations, then folded and kept, until its silk was given a second life by hand. When it finds you, it is yours alone.
The only one — limited edition of 1
Handmade from Japanese vintage silk obi (thread, zip & insert aside)
Hidden zip at the back · insert included
Approx. 28 × 28 cm / 11″ × 11″ (varies a little with the width of the original obi)
