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ATLAS POUCH (VINTAGE BERBER KILIM) 11
39 EUR, hand-woven textile (kilim), wool, vintage, 195x150 mm
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195 x 150 mm
wool, cotton, zipper
wool, cotton, zipper
This pouch is perfect for carrying city essentials (ID, money, keys, cards). It is also ideal for personal treasures such as smudging herbs, rapé, tea samples, a journal, or cosmetics...
A beautiful pouch, expertly crafted from a vintage Berber kilim. The Berbers—also known as the Amazigh—are the indigenous people of Morocco; today, they primarily inhabit the country's mountainous regions (the Atlas Mountains).
I spent a long time carefully selecting a maker for these high-quality pouches. My priorities were expert stitching, the quality of the lining and zipper, and ensuring the kilim was authentic and made of high-quality wool. The result is a pouch built to last for long time.
price 900 CZK (39 EUR+ shipping)
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Usual EU price 12 Euros
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THE STORY
As many of you know, I love traditional craftsmanship and applied art. I feel a certain nostalgia for the old world—a world that is slowly fading away. These beautiful pouches are a testament to that. Within the tea community, there exists a specific "tea aesthetic" characterized by an eye for detail, the charm of uniqueness, and a celebration of the ordinary. Unfortunately, for many tea enthusiasts, this aesthetic begins and ends at "tea moment". Personally, I try to integrate this tea aesthetic into everything that surrounds me—extending it from tea itself to the everyday necessities of life.
As lover of nomadic cultures, I have observed that nomads surround themselves only with beauty, which conect only with functional to the very last detail. I have decided to weave this narrative not only into my own life but also to share it with you.
As lover of nomadic cultures, I have observed that nomads surround themselves only with beauty, which conect only with functional to the very last detail. I have decided to weave this narrative not only into my own life but also to share it with you.
I have been visiting Morocco for a long time; my first trip was when I was eighteen. While many might assume it was a quest for hashish, that wasn't the case—though there is a certain magic to that first encounter with hashish, especially when experienced on the rooftop of an old house in an ancient Arab quarter (medina) teeming with narrow alleys, bazaars, teahouses, and mosques. Morocco is so magical that hashish isn't needed. The people are hospitable—though some are calculating... The surreal scenes from *One Thousand and One Nights* come to life.
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