I am Urken Karma Tamang, born in Thulo Syabru — a small village on the Langtang side of the mountains, where the seasons move slowly and the wool is warm.
My earliest memories are of my mother and the women of our community sitting together in the afternoons, hands moving over yarn and thread while they talked, laughed, and watched over us children. Their handicrafts were the rhythm of our village. Even as a small boy I would tell my mother, half-dreaming — one day, when I am old enough, I will sell your work in the far countries. People there will know your hands.
That promise is the reason this small shop exists today.
In 2022 I married Dolma Lama, from Helambu. The first time I visited her village I learned that the families there have been weaving Nepali rugs and carpets by hand for generations. Over tea they asked me — gently, the way mountain people ask — to carry their work too. I said yes. Their rugs are on this site for the same reason my mother's pieces are: someone I love asked me to help, and the work deserves to be seen.
We live in Kathmandu now, mostly so our daughter can go to a good school. From here I pack and send each piece by hand. Slowly, I am bringing in more crafts from more corners of Nepal — there is no rush. The work was made by patient hands, and is best passed on by patient ones.
If something here finds its way to you, please know — it was made by people I grew up beside, by people my wife grew up beside, and brought to your door by a son keeping a small promise to his mother.
