29/08/2026
अ से अनाविला: 𝘈 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺
𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏: 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐫
My first linen sari began here, in Shantipur. It marked not only the origin of the brand, but the quiet, parallel evolution of the weaver alongside it. Each time I travelled to the village in West Bengal to review developments on the loom, I stayed with Sarkar’s family, a home gently held together by the many footprints of women.
The tin roof of their home carried the etchings of those stays- the soft fall of leaves, the persistent song of crickets, the low hum of a modest table fan through the night. Over time, these became familiar sounds of fieldwork, folding themselves into the rhythm of making.
There is a file I return to; its sheets yellowed, edges gently crumbling at the corners, carrying age the way old cloth holds its folds. Within it live my earliest drawings: design notes worked out with the weavers, tentative scribbles of development, fragments of colour. Ink and paper quiet, the most potent creators of identity. Tying, connecting, knotting one thought to the next, one season to the one before it.
This is where the brand began to find its hands.
Photographic Documentation by : Pranoy Sarkar