There is something softly nostalgic about a hammock.

 

A memory of being young, unglazed tiles upon the floor of the large veranda, under the boughs of giant trees, high summer hanging about the yard, and being wrapped like a cocoon in a hammock, swaying gently, like in a mother's arms, in the afternoon of the quiet and the slowness of rain.

 

Hammocks have long been part of the history of Paraguay. The Guaraní, whose bloodline is shared by nearly everyone in the country, call them ‘keha’, meaning ‘place to sleep’. Through generations they mastered the art of hand-knotting using coconut and palm fibers, grasses, and cotton. The advent of the hand-loom allowed for faster production of a similarly sturdy sling, but didn’t diminish or replace the old way of knotting; rather, it added to the depth and range of an already deep artisanal culture.​

 

​Our hammocks, whether knotted or loomed, bear the exquisite, unwritten signature of the artisan who made it and the history from which it came. ​