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In 2010 and in one of our trips to Kurdistan, we saw Mowj fabrics in a shop. It was like
meeting a thousand-year old ancestor; old, weary and forgotten. In the Mowj fabrics
that we found in that second-hand store, I saw the most beautiful fabrics for warm
winter clothes and made various models of coats, skirts, vests and winter coats. Since
then, I’ve been fascinated by their patterns, designs and colours and their variety has
always amazed me.
We headed for Kordestan to learn how to weave Mowj only to find it a forgotten craft. I
met master craftsmen who had abandoned their work for many years and did not want
to work anymore.
we got acquainted with their culture, we felt we were one of
them. The soil in Kordestan makes you fall in love. Jula is the common, native word for
weaver in the region. We looked for a weaver for a year from one village to another, amidst
the forgotten paths. We searched and were finally led to the last village in a curvy mountain road.
Men who were once weavers did not have the strength to work anymore and the younger men
were not familiar with the craft.
