Peering Into My Soul

A young woman quietly approached the volunteer tent at The Scarlet Cord installation. When our eyes met, she asked, “What inspired you to create The Scarlet Cord?” I recounted to her how at nineteen I traveled to Europe. One of the stops on our tour was the Red Light Windows of Amsterdam. This was my…

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A Woman in the Night

Saturday night a woman returned to The Scarlet Cord asking for another red string bracelet because she lost the first one. As I tied another string around her wrist, she asked for a hug. I had a nanosecond to decide if I was going to extend kindness to the intoxicated woman. Although the toxic effects…

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ArtPrize Visitors Speak

At ArtPrize, a young teenager said, “My brother has autism. He’s brilliant but he flaps his hands. Grown adults call him ‘retard.’ Thank you for getting it. Thank you for understanding.” Then she left crying. “This exhibit is my son,” said an attractive mom. “He loves origami. That’s all he does. I could hear his…

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