09/01/2026
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Do you know someone who loves cloth? Not just the wearing of it, but the making โ the smell of raw wool before itโs washed, the shock of cochineal blooming red in the pot, the slow logic of a pattern that has been carried in womenโs hands for a thousand years?
Send them this.
We will be based in San Cristรณbal de las Casas for ten days, and for six full days we will travel out into the highlands with Eustaquia Ruiz of Oventic โ award-winning weaver and curator of the Centro de Textiles del Mundo Maya. Village by village, she will teach us to read the cloth the way she reads it.
Tenejapa, where the brocade runs deep red and dense with figures. Chenalhรณ, where the geometry is unmistakable once you know it. Oventic, Eustaquiaโs own community. Venustiano Carranza, down where the air turns warm and the cotton grows fine. And more besides โ each town a dialect of the same ancient language, each one legible to a woman who has spoken it since she was a girl.
This is not a demonstration staged for visitors. These are women opening their homes and preparing lessons for us โ real work, freely given. That deserves a full room.
Four guests are booked. We can take four more, and no more than that. If we fill the group, we will run this tour again. If we donโt, it will have happened once and never again.
We would very much like it to happen again, again and againโฆ
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