For the Pachamama, for the land.
Before we cut the wool…
..for the wool to be good quantity…
..we always do the K’intu (prayer) for the Apus (God of the mountains) with three leaves.
‘San Juan, Lord of the sheep…
..share your cape with us.’
To protect us from the cold and from the rain.
Weaving is an Inca tradition.
I learned to weave when I was six years old.
My mother taught me.
It was an obligation for girls to weave.
It must not be lost, these traditions, from our ancestors.
I live ancient. I will not modernize myself.
I know much about weaving, but very little about cooking.
I can express myself through weaving.
Like drawing on a piece of paper…
..I put my thoughts into the weaving.
This is the symbol of our village. It is the ’Loraipo’.
This white cross… it is called ’Tanca’.
It’s a tool to cut spines.
Most of the designs come from our ancestors.
I love the Incas very much…
..I feel as if I have Inca blood.
Because I value the ancient.
We learn everything from our mothers.
Also about Pachamama.
My mother, when the sun rises behind the mountain… ..yellowish,
..she used to take off her ‘montera’ (hat).
And while taking her montera off she used to say,
太阳之父 穷人的衣裳 今日也给我暖意
‘Father sun, clothes of the poor, also today warm me up.’ That,
she used to say when the sun came up.