On the way to work today, I was listening to NPR discussing the current unrest in Egypt. Apparently, some of the intensity has died down, but there has sprung up a large tent city in the middle of downtown. Protests continue, but people are also finding other ways to channel their energy.
They are making art from the trash that has been discarded by the thousands of people that gathered.
I couldn’t find pictures on line, but the descriptions are pretty uplifting. One young man fashioned a plane from plastic cups and rags. Asked what it represented, he said it was the way that Mubarak would be leaving the country. Others created Egyptian flags from scraps. They expressed their energy through creative development.
Even in the aftermath of the quake, the street leading to Hospital Sacre Coeur was awash with color. Although the vendors could be a bit aggressive at times, the art was remarkable. It celebrated the past, and the bright colors reflected the light with hope for the future. Even the brick wall, where the water supply faucet was mounted, was transformed into a street scene.
You express yourself where you can.
I was returning, and wanted to keep a small reminder with me of the people of Milot. One of the artists gave me this simple woven bracelet. The markings have faded with wear. Some of the pieces were local stones that otherwise sat on the roadside. It’s just string and stones, yet it is more. We all can look at an object, but feel the emotion that goes with it.
Trash is in the eyes of the beholder. Find inherent beauty and hope wherever you can.
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