My mom passed away in December after a long and beautiful 93 years. I am sad. I am also relieved. But mostly, I am grateful for all I have learned from her and with her.
Years ago, she gave me what looked to be some old and tattered textiles in awful frames that I stuck away in a closet drawer. While apartment purging this past month, I came across them--only to discover that they are absolutely breathtaking. Stunning would be appropriate as a description. Hand embroidered silk scenes that must be extremely old and extremely precious.
I am now on a step by step journey to discover more about them, how old they are, where they came from, and how to best restore them to their original brilliance. Stay tuned!