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SAIMA KAUR

The Rain Cloud - Original Embroidery (Framed)

£595.00

SAIMA KAUR

The Rain Cloud - Original Embroidery (Framed)

£595.00

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Product Details

Original linen, cotton thread and paint embroidery piece by Saima Kaur.

Size: 31 x 43 cm

Framed Size with mount: 50 x 62cm

Available in three frame choices:

Oak (solid wood)

White (wood)

Black (wood)

Please note: Our framers are recognised by the Fine Art Trade Guild for their quality because the custom frames have tightly pinned corners, and are made from precision cut wood in England, made bespoke for each order. All our frames are glazed with our Clarity+ Perspex. It's cut from the highest quality acrylic sheet that's both crystal clear, but also safe and filters out 99% of UV light to protect the artwork.

Read more about our FRAMING WORKSHOP here


THE STORY

“A shoulder, a cloud and a flower. My being, my ordinary life and all the love it holds”

Earlier this year we commissioned British-Indian artist Saima Kaur to create a collection of unique embroidered artworks inspired by her personal collection of phulkari; a type of traditional hand-stitched ‘folk embroidery’ from the Punjab.

Over the year, the collection has been slowly unfolding through a collaborative process; discussing ideas, materials, colours and design. Most of all, we have been intrigued by Kaur’s mysterious figures and unusual compositions. The expression of feeling she can achieve through the use of thread and paint is extraordinary.

Kaur’s work tells stories, but they are fragments which invite the viewer to follow a thread that leads somewhere or nowhere. Stitching together a story of a larger embroidery in our imagination, we can only see remnants of the whole; tiny figures asleep on the rays of the sun, hairy legs balance on golden clouds, birds feed from a giant bowl held in a giant hand. There is a narrative, but one that’s not fully in focus, a tantalising world to get lost within.

(Above left: Saima cuts out shapes seen on phulkari to play with compositions for her own work. Above right: a phulkari from Saima’s own collection which she uses as to give talks and workshops about these textiles.)

A surprise marriage gift from her grandmother in the form of a hand-stitched phulkari, led Kaur to a deep curiosity into these Punjabi textiles which have become on ongoing source of inspiration for her own work.

(Above: Saima Kaur’s studio in West Yorkshire. Cut-out leg templates and tins of embroidery thread)

"Phulkari are passed through the generations as symbols of love, lineage and memory. As a personal example, prior to my own marriage, my paternal grandmother quietly ushered me into the family home’s storeroom and opened up an enormous steel trunk. Out came two phulkari that her mother had made for her marriage and which she was now passing onto me. I never knew of these phulkari nor had any inclination that they were being saved for her first granddaughter’s wedding. All I knew was these were the most precious gifts I could ever have asked for and that the connection of love, lineage and memory wasn’t just for the history books and museums. I used mine on many occasions during my wedding ceremony. Sometimes it was draped over ritual objects, acted as a head covering or a floor-spread during the wedding ritual itself. “

Saima Kaur’s work has an interesting tension between the speed and freedom of her initial sketches, paintings and cut-out motifs, to the slow and meditative nature of intricate stitching.

It’s a relationship that adds enormously to the character of these unique pieces.


Saima often shared her poetic thoughts as she was working on the collection:

“The weight of the world: something and nothing”

“A perfect curl and tiny elbow stars. Completely non essential, but oh so essential!”

“and the rain fell from the golden sky…"