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The following are a selection of items that are available for purchase.  This is not the full extent of completed pieces. I will post images as time allows.

If you wish to purchase any of the items on this page or have any further questions,  please send me an email sj.hand@verizon.net

Lecha Dodi likrat kallah
p'nai Shabbat n'kabalah
Come my beloved towards the bride
let us greet the face of Shabbat

Three nearly identical challah covers are available with the same text and decorative motif. 

I painted the borders onto ice blue silk shantung. The lettering is calligraphed and embellished onto the same silk. I then appliqued the centers onto the base fabric. Each of the challlah covers has small variations. let me select one for you.


 This challah cover is an appropriate and meaningful wedding gift.








Cost: $200 + 4.99 shipping
International shipping determined by actual cost


Kol Mikadesh Sh'vii - 
All who sanctify the seventh day
Challah Cover
SOLD


The text comes from a liturgical poem that is essentially strings of biblical verses about Shabbat strung together.


 I hand painted the text onto linen brocade.  The linen is further embellished with hand painted scroll work. The text is framed with block printed silk shantung.The edges of this challah cover are bound with gold embroidered vintage grey velvet ribbon.


Cost-$200 +4.99 shipping  ( international shipping determined by actual cost)

Lecha Dodi likrat kallah
p'nai Shabbat n'kabalah
Come my beloved towards the bride
let us greet the face of Shabbat

This piece is sold

The text for this challah cover comes from Kabbalat Shabbat, the service we recite to welcome Sabbath.  The text makes this challah cover an excellent wedding gift.

I painted the text onto blue-grey silk shantung. the painted border is  an exuberant stylized vine. 

The border is made out of French upholstery fabric.


 Many of the paints I used have been mixed with metallic and pearlized powders. The challah cover looks different in different lights.





Cost: $200 + 4.99 shipping
International shipping determined by actual cost

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