Baby blanket with embroidered Arabic lullaby from Beer Al Sabe’

Inspired by Palestinian mothers seeking refuge and their struggles to create a safe haven for their babies, this blanket arose as a reminder of the mothers’ endless and unwavering love for their children and the desire to protect them. The words of the lullaby are rooted in the memories and convictions of the artisans, and exemplifies being thankful for a newborn, along with the tradition of offering of something to drink to those passing by. It is a soft, double-layer cotton blanket with mostly green embroidery and some cheerful orange and yellow stitches, featuring patterns from both Beer Al Sabe’ and Gaza.


During the design and making process, the makers sing the lullaby, which can be heard by scanning the QR code printed on the fabric with your smartphone.



  • Gaza Refugee Camp (PS)

    Gaza camp is a refugee camp near Jerash, where almost 40,000 Palestinian refugees are living. They, their parents or grandparents, fled from Gaza in 1967, when Israel invaded the Gaza strip, which was at that time under Egyptian rule. These Palestinian refugees never received Jordanian citizenship. Until today they don’t have a national number and are therefore stateless. As such, they aren’t allowed to work, don’t have access to regular healthcare, and they can’t afford to further their education outside the camp. If they would like to get a job, they need to buy a working permit of 500 JOD (± € 600), which is only valid for 6 months. So for most people this doesn’t make any sense at all. One cannot understand how these people aren’t offered any way out, no right to return, no status, no opportunities, no future. These Palestinian refugees have lived under inhumane conditions for 50 years now. Although we were aware that we were visiting one of the poorest camps in Jordan, nobody expected that the refugees struggle this much. We were silenced, speechless, saddened, angry, but above all we felt powerless and were struggling how to relate to this uncomfortable truth. Some felt really depressed, others were fighting with feelings of guilt for not taking enough action, and at the same time we felt unease in being part of a van with international visitors, being dropped at places in the camp to visit, watch and leave. It underlined our privileged position and the bubble we live in.


  • By: Firas Rashid, Wisal Al Qadi, Asma Ayesh, Hadeel Abu Amrah (Gaza Camp, Jerash, JO)


    Cotton, embroidery

    95 x 95 cm