Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Posting by Christopher Kelly

Today I entered their world, breaking the barrier of the world divided by the vast Atlantic Ocean. No longer where we simply viewers of this foreign land; we became one. The women, in bright colored saries, with hands and feet stained blue, purple, yellow, green by the delicate grains of dyed salt, worked until the circle became complete. What once seemed to be an overwhelming barrier of the spoken language became non-existent as the movement of the art formed a bond which will last even after the rain has cleared our collaborative work. Though the brilliant green dye no longer stains the palms of my hands, I will never forget this experience.

1 comment:

  1. Mandala is gorgeous ... I can only imagine the intesity and sacredness of that experience.