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Leather handle bag by Jereb Leather Goods
My dad made another bag - this one is medium sized, made from vegetable-tanned leather, hand stitched of course and also hand painted.
Original idea for the bag and design were my mom's.
It took about 15 hours to complete.
We're working on a Youtube channel with tutorials, tips & tricks. It will be available soon so stay tuned!
His leather bags are cusom made and for sale. For any inquires send me an E-mail on sashabluepro@gmail.com and I'll answer all the question.
Photo diary. A road to Auschwitz.
I remember when I was 14 and I found a book about Auschwitz in my dad's drawer. I became so interested in the subject, I probably read every single book about concentration camps I could find in the library.
Some might think it's a rather macabre subject for a 14 year old to be reading about and you're probably right. Things I read in those books were so unimaginable to my young mind it took quite a few years for me to actually understand the magnitude of what was going on in the Germany occupied Europe.
Last winter I finally got to visit Auschwitz.
It was freezing in Oswiecim, -20°C during the day, nights were even colder. We drove for 800km to reach Poland and got to Auschwitz around 10 A.M. It was snowing lightly and the mist around the camp just made it look even more frightening. The moment I stepped on the camp site, the overwhelming feeling of saddness took over me and there were a few moments I could not stop myself from crying.
Some might think it's a rather macabre subject for a 14 year old to be reading about and you're probably right. Things I read in those books were so unimaginable to my young mind it took quite a few years for me to actually understand the magnitude of what was going on in the Germany occupied Europe.
Last winter I finally got to visit Auschwitz.
It was freezing in Oswiecim, -20°C during the day, nights were even colder. We drove for 800km to reach Poland and got to Auschwitz around 10 A.M. It was snowing lightly and the mist around the camp just made it look even more frightening. The moment I stepped on the camp site, the overwhelming feeling of saddness took over me and there were a few moments I could not stop myself from crying.
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| "Arbeit mach frei" or "work sets you free" sign at the entrance to Auschwitz I. |
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