The girls from the frontline town of Dergachiv put on authentic embroidered shirts, which are carefully preserved by the staff of the Maliivtsi Museum. And they briefly traveled back in time to a century ago.
These embroidered shirts – heavy, rough in texture, but soft to the body, embroidered many decades ago by girls like these – smell of grass, carry the heat of the sun, which bleached the hemp, and the warmth of the hands that sewed these shirts. Hands whose fate will forever remain unknown.
Happy Vyshyvanka Day to everyone who feels the rhythm of life encoded in Ukrainian ornaments and patterns.
