In Summary
  • What Mama Mbete should have told me about care is, “Sisal is a hardy material but the basket will fade if you expose it to lengthy periods of sunlight.

  • "Be careful when leaving it on your balcony or in the outdoor.

  • “A little water won’t ruin the basket, just dry it in the sun. If it remains wet or damp for too long, though, the sisal will weaken and the basket will mould. It will be permanently ruined.

I would not be writing this story if I had not been so gullible to the facades of social media. Scrolling through my Instagram timeline, seeing interior decor hacks I fancied and blindly imitating them. I’m desperate to separate myself from my sins, but I’m reminded of them at every turn — from the words on this page and to Instagram, mostly by my unusable sisal basket. It is spineless now.

Collapses in a damp misshapen pile on my balcony. I can smell it from where I sit in the dining room writing this. It reeks of the gullibility of an inexperienced fool.

CUSTOM SIZE

I bought that and a handful of other baskets from a grandmotherly woman at Kariokor Market, Nairobi. I saved her number in my phone as Mama Mbete. Mama Mbete told me she weaves the baskets herself. She and other women from her hometown in Kitui use locally grown sisal and a traditional skill I imagine is elegant, exemplary and ethereal.

I saved Mama Mbete’s number because I wanted to order later more baskets in a custom size and custom colours. I had seen folk on Instagram sitting their houseplants in similar baskets. Others were using them to hold their toddlers’ toys in the living room. A handful stuffed them with accent throw pillows and placed the basket in an abandoned corner. Different strokes for different folks. My plan was to imitate all those strokes.

Mama Mbete did not share care instructions for her baskets. I did not bother to ask either. Surely, how difficult would it be to care for it? The problem, though, was not that I did not know how to care for a handwoven sisal basket. It is that I did not know how to care for a potted houseplant sitting in a handwoven sisal basket.

DULL BROWN

Houseplants are my newfound passion. I have several on my balcony. The only plant I sat in a basket was a fern. Everything I could do wrong with caring for houseplants, I did: I watered them too much (bucketfuls every other day instead of a cupful twice a week); I gave them too much time, too much attention, as if they were newborn babies (sometimes, in the mornings, I would sit with them for five minutes talking to them and monitoring new shoots for maturity. I once considered playing them classical music).

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