Gold and silver threads, the real sparkly deal, on wooden bobbins.
Most likely from the 1800s.
Found at the brocante.
I sew but don't, and never could I sew as beautifully as I have seen on altar clothes and capes... the work of steadfast creative hands. Delicate, nimble and quick, mostly meditative.
Though holding these in hand I can weave a path back to a day where such art was made cherished and lived, and I am there.
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 and silver threads we hold.
What are you creating today?