Prickly Pears, for me, is more than just a brand. It represents the places and people that have shaped my life. The textures of my childhood, the women who taught me patience and care, and the rhythm of Anatolia itself are all woven into its essence. I believe textiles carry memories. Every thread, every knot, and every woven detail serves as a quiet act of remembrance. Cultural sustainability is at the heart of my dreams. I want the crafts born on our soil to continue thrivi

In a world that celebrates speed, we’ve chosen a slower rhythm; one that honors time, touch, and tradition. At Prickly Pears, crafting is more than creating objects; it’s preserving a way of life. Every piece we make begins in the hands of Anatolian artisans who continue a heritage that has shaped generations before us. We believe sustainability begins with people; with the weavers who pass on their knowledge, the communities who keep these crafts alive, and those who choose

The color of the sun shifts, the days grow shorter. Even the sea is no longer the same; its vibrant blue giving way to deeper, cooler shades. The waves strike the shore with a different rhythm. September fades into October, and with the bittersweetness of leaving summer behind, we find ourselves on the road back home. Summer houses are closed, curtains drawn, doors shut. Perhaps you’re returning from a late-season escape, when beaches are quieter, days a little lonelier. The