I made a pledge last month to stop buying fabric unless:
- asked to by friends, family or random people in the street.
- given it as a gift
- or unless I’m in a new country, city, fabric shop, market, charity shop that I’ve never been to before.
Whilst Kenya is not technically a new country for me (I’ve been here many times now for work) I think these count as new fabric shops I’ve never been to before.
I’ll introduce you to the 2 new-to-me fabric shops.
The first is called Fatima. The location is rather nice though it can be tricky to find. You’re best off just sitting down in your hotel having a cup of tea and waiting for it to come to you. Which is exactly what I did.
There used to be lots of fabric ladies working this beach but due to the heightened security risk in Kenya the last couple of years the number of tourists coming here has seriously dropped. High season starts next month and most of the hotels are still closed for works but the people I’ve spoken to still don’t have much hope for a busy season. Last week the British Foreign Office downgraded this area of the coast for security but it may take some time for the holiday makers to return.
This time round there appears to be only 1 fabric lady working this end of the beach which is Fatima.
She comes along the beach at about 11am with a large bulging rice sack. The trick with hawkers in Kenya is not to act too keen. So on Sunday when she came along I acted all nonchalant and pretended not to be interested in her massive bag of fabric that she was waving at me. It tool all my
almost non-existant will power to resist. But then came today…….
She waved some particularly nice kanga’s at me (Kenyan wraps).
So I may have bought 2 kangas and 1 kitenge but it is all within the rules of my pledge!
Then there was the other fabric shop – Hamid Baccari’s shop. I’ve been doing fieldwork in Kenya trying to evaluate the impact of some aid funded projects that had been directed at artisanal fisheries on Kenya’s coast. As part of the evaluation the communities were keen to take us out snorkelling on their reef to show us the progress they’ve made. Shucks – guess someone has to do it :-). So Hamid took us out snorkelling on his dhow and then we undertook some focus group meetings using participatory methods to get some evidence on the impact of the project.
(Hamid is the chap on the chair gesticulating – I also wanted to put the photo in to show that my job isn’t all snorkelling and beaches when I’m in the field!)
After the meeting he approached me and summoned me into a darkened room. In Kenya the adventure always starts when random people summon you into darkened rooms after community meetings. ALWAYS!
The sneaky beggar had spotted the trousers I was wearing had been made out of kanga hadn’t he? He laid out a series of lovely fabrics for me to coo over. He said he’d seen my trousers and knew I was a tailor and that I’d appreciate buying some fabric from him.
Bugger. He was totally right. So yet again I bought more fabric.
As my sister has said I’m saving Africa one step at a time, one pretty roll of fabric at a time. I’m practically Bono and Bob Geldoff rolled into one. At least that’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.
Read on if you want to know more about Kanga, Kikoy and Kitenge the Kenyan (and largely East African) traditional fabrics.
Kanga’s normally come with some sort of written slogan down the side as in Swahilli. Generally they are something like this (thanks to Wikipedia for translating):
- Majivuno hayafai — Greed is never useful
- Mkipendana mambo huwa sawa — Everything is all right if you love each other
- Japo sipati tamaa sikati — Even though I have nothing, I have not given up my desire to get what I want
- Wazazi ni dhahabu kuwatunza ni thawabu — Parents are gold; to take care of them is a blessing
- Sisi sote abiria dereva ni Mungu — We are all passengers, God is the driver
- Fimbo La Mnyonge Halina Nguvu — Might is right
- Mwanamke mazingira tuanataka, usawa, amani, maendelo — We (women) want equality, peace, and progress
- Naogopa simba na meno yake siogopi mtu kwa maneno yake — I’m afraid of a lion with its strong teeth but not a man with his words
The kanga I bought from Hamid came with the following slogan:
Zawadi ni furaha pokea kwa raha – is happy to receive gifts comfortably (according to google translate)
I like kangas for making clothes with. It is generally 100% cotton with batik prints and you get such a variety of colours. Generally they come in 3 yard lengths. The ladies round here tend to wear 2 kangas in the same print – 1 for the head and 1 for the skirt.
Kikoy’s are a woven fabric rather than a print. They are generally more expensive than kanga’s and are less widely worn – possibly due to their higher cost. They sell them to tourists as sarongs and scarfs. I actually bought 6 metres of it on a previous trip and made my living room and dining room curtains out of kikoy. Its a lovely soft fabric generally with stripes running through it. There appears to be lots of company’s selling these online such as this http://www.kikoy.com/
Kitenge are not very common here on Kenya’s coast. I think they are more common in central and western Kenya. Certainly the fabric I got in Uganda has a similar weave and texture to it. They are good for clothes since they don’t have the borders a kanga has. However its a very lose weave so you’ll often need to line it if making clothes.
Not entirely sure what I’m going to do with my loot – not entirely sure what I’m going to do with a lot of the things in my stash. Does make me feel like Golum and that I should sit stroking it whispering ‘My precious’ over and over again….