A few years ago, our Indian friends brought their friends visiting from India over for lunch. Afterward we moved to the living room. Knowing they would eventually ask about my art, I had a couple collage journals and my story rope on the coffee table.
As we sat on the couch, my friend pointed to my story rope and asked, "What is that?" Picking it up I said, "Oh that is my story rope. It is my story. Would you like to hear it?" The answer was yes and I told my story transparently as I always do, ribbon by ribbon.
Themes of growing up in an alcoholic home, artistic talent, faith in Jesus, the nations, marriage, children, a long bout of depression, loss of hope and rebuilding faith are in my rope.
My friend speaks English but not her friend, so she retold my story to her friend their language.
My friend was very interested in the depression part of my story and said "I want you to teach me to make one of those."
We made a date to do just that. To be continued...(1st of 3 posts)
Nelson and I with our friends - photoshopped with dry brush filter.
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