Continued from previous post.
Since the beginning of modern civilization people have exchanged goods and services for money. Given what I am about to do, I’m bound to say that. I’m going to make money out of these poor, long suffering folk. There’s just one snag. I won’t make a penny unless they do. It’s the perfect non abusive, symbiotic relationship. I and others like me provide the market place, the exposure, the promotion to remind the world that these people exist and what they provide is practical, beautiful, long wearing; an antithesis to a possibly disposable, disconnected life that some people find themselves living, not because they want to but because they aren’t exposed to alternatives. Then who knows, those people, the majority of whom still possess hands by the way, may become curious enough to want to find out how it’s done and even have a go themselves (with resources readily available for them to find out) and before you know it you’ve got people carrying these arts and crafts into the future.