With every passing year, with each journey into the far away places, I pray that these colorful people of the world are still there, being celebrated, appreciated and not become integrated into a characterless soup of grey humanity.
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Day 12~ March 12th~ Egypt
We create art inspired by what we see around us, what touches us, what we live with…
The children at valley of the nobles on the west bank of the nile near Luxor carry around dolls that they sell to tourists for a fraction of an Egyptian pound. The strangest thing about these dolls is that they are almost copies of the girls themselves. They are sewn from rags and dressed in miniatures of their own colorful homemade dresses. I still treasure the doll I bought from them and take with me from country to country wherever I move.
I wonder what it will be like going back there after the 15 years. Will these dolls still exist? Or are the children selling dolls mass produced in China? I sure hope not…
Day 11~ March 11th~ Egypt
Sometimes the now, the moment, the present, must take precedence over the old, the past, the gone…
We were at the valley of the Nobles, an area of stone cut tombs dedicated to the nobles and high officials of ancient Egypt on the west bank of the Nile, and near the entrance to the tombs, my attention was caught by wave of color and giggles. A group of children in bright colored clothing were trying to get my attention to sell me rag dolls that they fashion in their image. I saw their faces, began to speak to them in Arabic and I was suddenly utterly charmed by their effervescence and the tombs were forgotten. Life was calling and it demanded my attention. They took my hand and led me to their tiny one room houses, one house after the other, introducing me to their parents, laughing and running around me and the whole time singing a song that they made up on the spot about my name. It was a precious happening for me and one that I will carry with me forever. At that moment, I followed my heart and decided that playtime with the living is way more important than seeing the old tombs of the dead.
Day Sixty Nine, April 1, 2011
Every Spring around this time, we have a wonderful time shopping in the busy Shanghai markets for Easter decorations and materials for making crafts. It has become a tradition over the last 5 years we spent in Shanghai, and we start getting into the spirit of fun bright colors weeks in advance. This year we have in the plans: an Easter tree, a wacky egg hunt in the gardens, egg coloring sessions, making little chickens,…you get the idea 🙂
But the markets here are such a treasure chest of color and ideas, like my favorite one near Yuyuan with endless tight corridors of booths filled with every craft lover’s dream materials. I usually take a friend with me like Sabrina to hold me back!
Day Seventeen, February 8, 2011
On days like today, when I wake up thankful for your existence, and think the whole day of how lucky I am that you were born into my care, I can only write about you!
Back to daily Shanghai routine with your new island hairdo 🙂 You can’t wait to take the braids off to have curly hair because of them.