One day, my grandmother put down her needle.
My grandmother made her living tailoring kimono. She had done it for a very long time, and then one day, because of her age, she put down the needle. My mother still practises the tea ceremony. But the number of people gathering in her school grows smaller every year.
When a tradition is lost, nothing dramatic happens. One person stops working. The circle thins by one, then another. That is all. Unless someone moves, it simply comes quietly to an end. Having watched that from right beside my own family, I felt that I had to be the one to move.
tradinect one is a small business run by the two of us, based in Motobu in the north of Okinawa's main island. Being small lets us meet every artisan face to face and work at the pace that suits them.
We did not come to the workshops as people with something to teach; we started as the ones being taught. What moved us was never the technique itself, but the way of living of the person who had kept choosing it. That is why the maker is always introduced alongside the work.