STAN

02/03/2026

01/25/2026

Denim on the table. An old rug folded beside it. Wool heavy in the hands. Smells faintly of smoke.

Irish fishermen cut up blown-out sails and turned them into coats. Soaked them in linseed oil. Made something that could stand up to wind and salt and long days with no shelter. Nobody called it design. It was just common sense.

Rugs lived hard lives too. Dragged across floors. Sat under boots. Sun faded. Repaired, then repaired again. Made by people who didn’t separate usefulness from beauty.

So you lay the pieces together. Rough denim. Dense wool. Needle pushing through resistance. No speeches. No theory. Just materials that already know what work feels like, now stitched into another form that can keep up.

If it looks right, it’s because it makes sense.
If it lasts, it’s because it was built to.

Nothing precious.
Nothing symbolic.
Just the old way, showing up again.

Early 20th century Navajo rug inserted into Japanese selvage denim.

01/15/2026

I’m having selected pieces from some of my past collections. I’ve included some pieces that didn’t make it to the shows too. Enjoy!

01/07/2026

New shipment in from my friend Wendy best antique European textiles out there, hands down.