Today is my grandfather’s birthday. And as I sit in his old office, now mine…

Today is my grandfather’s birthday.
And as I sit in his old office, now mine — I look up at the rug that hangs behind my desk.

It’s not just any rug.
It’s his portrait, handwoven in silk and wool, gifted to him by my father on his 90th birthday.

The piece was made from a photograph taken by one of our buyers, an avid photographer who once captured him sitting outside on a winter morning — calm, thoughtful, surrounded by his work.

My father turned that moment into a hand knotted rug —
his silhouette in silk, the background in fine wool,
crafted in nearly fifteen shades of black, white, and grey.

After my grandfather passed, the rug stayed in his office.
When I took over this space, I left it right where it was.

For me, that rug is more than a portrait
it’s a symbol that I’m still being looked after by him.

Every day, it reminds me of the values he built this company on
to never compromise on quality,
to put people first,
and to lead with integrity and care.

Some rugs cover floors.
This one carries a blessing.