Beni M'Guild, c.1970

410 × 192 cm13.5 × 6.3 ft

€1,950

GLB-101759

Ships from Marrakech in 3–5 business days.

Only one made. Hand-knotted once, for a household, never reproduced.
Chosen in Marrakech. Seen, measured and photographed by us, front and back.
Rolled and insured. Worldwide, with the duties explained before you pay.

Size: 410 × 192 cm · 13.5 × 6.3 ft
Pile: High
Age: Vintage
Material: 100% wool
Condition: Very Good
Made: By hand, on a vertical loom, once. Small irregularities in the edges and the pattern are part of it.
Reference: GLB-101759

Hand-knotted in Morocco from mountain wool and found in the valleys where these traditions live, not in a factory and not made to an export size. The slight irregularities are the weaver’s hand; the softness is the years. No two were ever the same, and this one is now yours alone.

The women of the Beni M'Guild, an Amazigh (Berber) confederation near Khenifra, weave a dense, deep-coloured pile rug that carries the same name as their tribe.

Origin. Beni M'Guild confederation, Middle Atlas (Khenifra), Morocco

Technique. Pile-knotted; deep pile on wool foundation

Palette. Burgundy, madder red, saffron, and a blue close to indigo, worked over ivory

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Vacuum gently and without a beater bar. Rotate periodically for even wear. Blot spills immediately, never rub. Professional cleaning only; these are natural-dye wool pieces and should never be machine washed.

A natural wool rug ages into its character. Minor shedding in the first months is normal and settles with use.

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Also in: Rugs for the living room · Extra-large rugs, 4 metres and more · Vintage Moroccan rugs · Beni M'Guild rugs · Purple and plum rugs · Colourful rugs · Thick, soft rugs

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The story of this rug

Fifty Winters of Violet

Her mother's loom, her mother's purple,
the diamonds she was taught before she could write.
Fifty winters later the colour is still there,
only softer, like a voice remembered.

This one is older than most. The wool was dyed in the 1970s, when the Beni M'Guild still carried their looms up to the summer camps and a girl learned the diamond from her mother before she learned anything else. The purple is theirs, the violet of the ridge at dusk, knotted three centimetres deep over four metres, with lighter motifs placed across it like notes in a tune she knew by heart. Fifty winters have passed over it. They have not taken the colour, only the hardness out of it, and the pile today is a deep, close, wonderfully soft thing that makes you want to take your shoes off at the door.

Long and calm, it suits a bedroom with a bed set across it, or a hallway in a house where the floors are pale and the walls are white and the rug is allowed to be the colour.

Handwoven rugs grow in beauty, memory, and value with every passing year.