Words by Editor's Desk
Field Notes from India
We live in an era of flawless surfaces. Glass screens, machined aluminum, vector graphics. In this pursuit of perfection, we have lost the texture of being human. Craft is not just about making objects; it is about preserving the evidence of our existence.
"Imperfection is not a flaw; it is a signature."
When a potter leaves a thumbprint on a rim, or a weaver misses a count, the object ceases to be a product and becomes a diary entry. We argue for a return to material literacy—the ability to read these signs and respect the labor they represent.
It is in these quiet moments—the pause between stitches, the breath before the hammer strikes—that culture is preserved. Not in museums behind glass, but here, in the dust and the heat, in the hands that refuse to forget.