Our first storyrope™ class in Brazil.
Yesterday we made storyropes™ with women of one of the communities.
The artist in me was inspired by the architecture I saw out the windows of our meeting place.
We began t in a circle. I told my story of family, art and depression. It was depression that resonated in the group - deeply, very deeply. Emotions overflowed.
I moved on teaching how-to make a storyrope™. At the materials table, the women chose their long strips, ribbons and buttons that would tell their stories.
After they sat down at tables to begin, I glanced over at the material table.
All the black was gone. I quickly put more black ribbons out.
They would need more. I was sure.
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