“I have no refuge in the world other than thy
threshold;
my head has no resting-place other than this doorway.”
Knotted into the Ardabil Carpet — 1539
A million knots, tied by hand, one at a time — a season of someone's life, kept underfoot.
Three short stories behind the knots — the beginning of a longer one.
A fine carpet is well over a million knots, tied one at a time — months, often years, of a single pair of hands.
“Paradise” is the old Persian word for a walled garden. A flowering field is a portable, perpetual spring.
Vibrating colour and endless repeat hold the eye the way firelight does — we even measured it.
A few pieces from the current collection. Each is one of a kind; each is shown by appointment.
Most rug sellers hand you a motif dictionary — every shape with one ancient meaning. Much of it was invented in the last century. We would rather tell you four true things than forty pretty ones.






Tell us the room, the size, or simply the feeling you are looking for. We will write back personally.