By Andrea Serrahn
India has lured me into her heartland many a time. This new frontier has always held promise of textile intrigue at every turn. I could see finished product for sale on the bustling streets of the big cities of Bombay, Delhi, Madras, & Calcutta.
But I wanted to be an eyewitness to the makings of these fine crafts. Where should I venture in this foreign land? How could I find these cloth makers and how would I speak to them once I found them?
Once in a market on the beaches of Orissa, I came upon some gorgeous cotton ikats. Wild patterns stimulated my imagination. Heart pounding, mind racing, you’d think I’d met my love match! I was supposed to jump on a plane and head back to the states in just 48 hours. Instead, I stayed on, solo, with an inspiration that just wouldn’t let go.