Day 3… Kyrgyz village workshop

Visiting the Kyrgyz village where traditional Shrydaks are made.

The workshop is in the home of a wonderful woman whose name I have difficulty in pronouncing and spelling (my fault)! I will come back to this post to give proper credit but Zhazgul said I could call her Eje which means grandmother.

village shrydak workshop

She is seated on the left in the above image spinning wool yarn for the shyrdak trim. Eje has been making shyrdaks for over 40 years professionally. Here work has represented some of the most respected in the craft. Upon arrival Eje welcomed us into her home with tea, traditional Kyrgyz lunch complete with bread and sweet things. All spreads home made. It was lovely. I can’t express in writing how much I was touch by this woman. At this time I was stuck as how to combine into a viable product the exchange of Western and Central Asian material and making culture. She said it will come and when she finds need for inspiration she walks in nature, for Nature has all the answers for our needs. To me this typified the essence of Kyrgyz approach. Malcolm Gladwell has written about how our cultural history underpin future generation’s modern approaches. I feel this in the village.

 

courtyard outside village shrydak making