My image of the little white girl playing with one of my silks
jars my sense of justice
when I think of the little brown children
separated from their parents
crying with no one to comfort them.
I pray for--no, I demand--a humane way to deal with people who come to us asking for help, for safety.
I demand a government that upholds the promise in our Pledge of Alliegence: Liberty and Justice for ALL--all the people, not just white folks like me who happened to be born into citizenship.
And always there is the painful question: what can I do?
So I've been doing Cat Scratches (Jackson makes a good model)
and Flower Failures (flowers don't get up and walk away)
Until I finally feel confident enough to add some color.
But I'm still making mistakes!
Inspired by the places where land meets water, and by stories.