“He who works with his hand is a laborer. He who works with his hands and his head is a craftsman. He who works with his hands and his head and his heart is and artist”
Francis of Assisi
We travel the world to look for pieces of art made by people earning a living by working and creating with their hands. We negotiate fair prices to come back and display these beauties to the world they want to reach: the world that appreciates the beauty of hand creation.
We are World by Hand.
We have crossed the roads, the seas, the mountains of Haiti, Thailand, Mexico, Nepal, India and Lebanon to find treasure from the hands of their artisans.
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Francia has a bachelor in International Commerce, a masters in International Relations and a postgraduate degree in International Development. She basically lives travelling. The longest she has lived somewhere in the last 3 years after she left Washington DC has been Haiti for four months where she has an organization called TiZwazo that aims at increasing the standard of living of women and their families.
World by Hand was born through her struggle to sell necklaces made by the women working with TiZwazo in Haiti. She realized selling only a few necklaces was not going to make the cut. She started travelling and connecting with artisans and organizations that are creating with their hands. Her dream is to form strong partnerships with these artisans in order to help them succeed in the global market. When she travels, she shows her little booth in the LA markets to artisans and she loves the reaction. The artisans become so happy to see their hard work projected somewhere else and she is excited to be able to work in connecting these dots for them.
Her email is firstname.lastname@example.org, she is a pole and lyra dancer and an ashtanga yogi. She is currently touring California in a travel trailer with Domingo and Ramona, two little rescue wookies.
“Call me Jedrek. Some years ago — never mind how long precisely — having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me at home, I thought I would travel about a little and see (…) the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off — then, I account it high time to hit the road as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take (…) my way. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the Road with me.”
From “Moby Dick” by Herman Melville.
Jedrek – Polish citizen – nomad by choice. Studied Tourism Traffic Services in Poznan, Film in Cape Town and last 9 years at University of the Road. In love with the process of adapting to new places and people – specialy the most dangerous ones. Sometimes way too bold and honest – surpassingly still alive.
Some say he does some great photography.