Milk Pull-tab Bracelet
It was truly a reach across space and time- but in that gesture of appreciation for beauty and for adornment that elder Masai woman and I connected. With mutual respect as artisans, we made an exchange- I now wear one of her fine bead bracelets and she now wears my milk-tab bracelet.
I imagine that when I am telling the story about my amazing experience with the elder Masai woman- she is telling someone about the crazy white woman who came into the village telling stories about recycling plastic? and milk cartons?
I have to laugh- they subsist milk and blood from cows- probably have never ever seen a milk carton so I was indeed crazy-talkin’.
Nevertheless ART held the moment- thorough beauty we can speak when language won’t do.