Stitched by the women of the hills
Six thousand feet above the plains, in a valley called Avalon, a needle goes in and comes out again. That small, patient motion is the whole of our business.
Every piece on this site began in a room behind that ridge.
Looking up the valley…
Satoli, Kumaon · 29.4°N, 6,000 ft
Welcome
An old craft, carried carefully into a new room
House of Rubyj exists because a skill that had been kept alive in Kumaoni kitchens for four generations deserved a wider room to sit in — and because the women who kept it alive deserved to be paid properly for it.
Every piece we make is counted stitch by counted stitch on hand-woven linen, by a named woman in a named village. Nothing is machine-embroidered. Nothing is hurried. What we sell is not a cushion; it is a quantity of one woman’s careful attention, and we would like you to know exactly whose.
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The Makers of Kumaon
Fourteen women across five villages. Meet them by name, hear the morning sound of their courtyard, and see what each of them is working on now.
Meet the makers
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The Atelier
Cushion covers, wall hangings, table linen. Presented the way we think they deserve to be — as small works, close enough to see the thread.
Enter the atelier
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Where the Money Goes
The whole ledger, opened. Materials, maker, workshop, community fund — for every rupee and every pound you spend with us.
Open the ledger“My mother stitched for the house. I stitch for the world, and the world sends something back to the house.” Kamla Devi · Village of Satoli
Four letters a year
One at each turn of the season: what is being made, who is making it, and what the valley looks like that month. No discounts, no urgency, no noise.