Handmade In Hampstead

Her best day with her besties 💜

Sometimes a piece refuses to stay finished.

Since the moment it was born,
ideas kept arriving faster than I could keep up with them.

I changed the cord:
replaced it with a twisted metallic one that catches the light just enough.

Added small metal eyelets,
so the structure feels more deliberate, more grounded.

And the best part -
a tiny cord lock, so it now closes with a gentle pull,
no knots, no fuss, just a small, satisfying gesture.

But the real transformation happened inside.

I wanted it to feel less like a lining
and more like a hidden world.

It’s still the same bag, technically.
But it feels… more like itself now.

And I have a feeling it’s not quite finished yet.

There was a time when tapestries weren’t just decoration.

They kept the cold out of stone walls,
softened echoing halls,
and quietly turned castles into something closer to a home.

In a way, they were the original interiors -
both beautiful and deeply practical.

This piece began with that same idea.
A tapestry that doesn’t simply hang on the wall,
but builds a world.

My client wanted something atmospheric,
a living story that can keep growing, almost endlessly.
Shelf by shelf, detail by detail,
following the rhythm of the interior it belongs to.

A little library of spells, creatures and quiet magic…
stitched into place, yet never quite finished.

And perhaps that’s not so far from history.
Tapestries in the time of Henry VIII were so valuable
they could rival the cost of ships -
treasures meant to be lived with, not just looked at.

Some things haven’t really changed.

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