I have absolutely no idea where the golden pillow comes from, and why it was one of the few items that I painstakingly have been taking care of for decades.
Well, I know sort off why I have been moving it around for so long, sometimes pulling it out of its cover, carefully touching it lightly before returning it to its cover of darkness. It is one of the few things left over from my adoptive mother. She was a hard woman. Maybe the pillow represent the hope for love, affection and a place to belong in the world?
I know very little about her past before she married my adoptive father. She had no contact with her own family, hated them, never spoke of them, so…
I vaguely remember the golden pillow from my childhood. It was situated on a very beautiful chaiselong in a posh room only used once or twice a year, Christmas Eve for instance. It had a fellow on the chaiselonge, a more traditional kind of pillow.
One day all the furniture in the posh room was gone, and I have no idea how I ended up with the pillows. Perhaps I asked in a golden moment?
And so decades have gone by, they have been dead and gone for years, so no one to ask.
Until this assignment – time to look at the golden pillow and perhaps discover a bit more.
And so I have, I now know her parents name from the electronic church cronicles, and I know where she grew up – all thanks to a local archive storing that kind of information.
This has been a weird journey – from knowing next to nothing to knowing a fair bit in four days.
No clues to the pillow, though, and then again. Perhaps it can be tracked to a large farm where one of the first folk high schools in the world was established around 1860 by a French women. The area was rural and far from Copenhagen in Jutland, so I dońt think golden pillows were standard household items?
I have been looking for similar pillows, but so far no luck – the pattern looks Asian, chinese perhaps with the dragon motive, so maybe someone brought it home to Denmark around 1900? A lot of overseas trading took place in those years.
I will continue to look into this, and have plans to contact the Danish Design Museum to see if they can help, but for now, it is fine to have discovered this part of my story 🙂