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The women carvers of Montecristi: how tagua became a livelihood
15 March 2026
On the Pacific coast of Ecuador, in the town of Montecristi, something remarkable happens every morning. Before the heat of the day sets in, women gather at their workbenches and pick up tools their mothers taught them to use. What they are carving is not wood, not stone, not bone — it is tagua, the seed of a palm tree that grows in the humid lowlands nearby, and which has been known internationally as vegetable ivory since the 19th century.
Rosa Chimbo has been doing this for over twenty years. She learned from her mother, who learned from hers. Her specialty is floral forms — roses, hibiscus, birds of paradise — carved with a precision that has taken decades to develop and that no machine has yet replicated. "The tagua nut has a memory," she says. "You cannot force it — you have to listen to it."
The history of tagua is one of boom, collapse, and quiet revival. In the late 1800s, tagua was the world's primary material for buttons — a global trade that sustained Ecuadorian coastal communities for decades and gave the palm forests an economic reason to exist. When plastic arrived in the mid-20th century, demand collapsed almost overnight. The forests lost their economic value. The craft nearly died with them.
What is happening now in Montecristi is something different from a nostalgia project. It is an economic argument. When tagua jewelry sells in a boutique in Berlin or a fair trade shop in Munich, the value flows back to the women who carved it. The more valuable the nut, the more reason to protect the palm. The more reason to protect the palm, the more reason to protect the forest around it.
Rosa works with six other women from her community. Urkaya is her first international export partnership. Before this, her work was sold through local intermediaries at a fraction of its true value. Now, each piece that leaves Montecristi carries her name, her technique, and a price that reflects the skill behind it.
This is what fair trade looks like in practice — not a label on a box, but a direct relationship between the hand that carves and the person who wears.