More From ArtPrize 2014 and The Scalet Cord

The first 8 days of The Scarlet Cord at ArtPrize 2014 have been exhausting but well worth it. In addition to currently being in the Top 25, visitor responses have proven the importance of confronting human trafficking and bringing hope and healing to survivors.

Here are just a few highlights:

Healing Tears

Tears are words the mouth can’t say nor can the heart bear. Joshus Wisenbaker

At The Scarlet Cord installation, a woman suddenly grabbed me, buried her face into my shoulder, and started sobbing. A moment later, before I had a chance to respond, she quickly walked away—and blended into the ArtPrize crowd.

Meeting a Pimp

The following story was shared with me at ArtPrize:

In 1982 while attending school in Ann Arbor, I was at a laundromat washing my jeans. A man came up to me and started telling me about his beautiful apartment and asked if I would like to see it.

A nearby woman yelled, “Don’t touch her.” Then she turned to me and screamed, “Get the hell out of here.”

I left my jeans in the washing machine and ran out of the laundromat.

At the time, I was too naive to recognize the danger. But that woman saved me from being trafficked by a pimp.

Building Convictions

After being convicted about pornography at summer camp, a group of male—and female—students threw their iPhones into the bonfire because their phones were full of pornographic images.

The Scarlet Cord Responses

  • Through tears, a young adult said, “I’m not usually into art but this one touched me.”
  • These three words slipped out mingled with tears: “I’ve been there.”
  • An inspired and upset male college student said, “What can I do?”

Sex with Children?

A woman stopped me in a public restroom at ArtPrize and said, “My husband has a personal question for you.” She continued, “How do adults have sex with these children?”

I responded, “They engaged in oral or anal sex with children.”

Horrified, the woman thanked me.

As she left, I thought: Yeah, the math just doesn’t add up. I’m horrified too.


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Peering Into My Soul

Forced close-up

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 first exposure to sex trafficking.

As I stood in the middle of the district, window after window displayed women perched on chairs—selling their bodies. Next to each window was a door; a steady stream of men flowed in and out of each door. As men purchased sex in broad daylight in front of camera happy tourists, everyone seemed amused.

That night I couldn’t sleep; the enormous abuse and degradation of women I had witnessed earlier that day overwhelmed me.

Years later while living in Japan, the nearby red light district surrounding the US military base gate proved to be a snare for many in the military community. When sailors left the base for sight-seeing, they would have to navigate through two or three blocks of the red light district.

Some of these lonely young men—with a ready pay check in their pocket—never made it past the first two blocks.

When I finished speaking, the young woman started to say, “Because…” Then her head dropped. A moment later she picked her head back up and said, “Because I…” Her words melted into tears.

I extended my hand across the table towards her. Her hand grasped mine. But this time her head didn’t drop.

With a steady gaze, her eyes looked past my eyes, peering into my soul; she searched for a place of safety.

My eyes looked back—offering love and trust. For the next precious minutes, we held hands.

I wondered if anyone had ever touched this young woman in a healthy and compassionate way. A touch that imparted life instead of destroying innocence.

Then, suddenly, our hands released. As she turned to leave, I said, “You are a survivor. Healing and restoration are possible.”

She nodded.

For the past several days, this young woman, and others like her, have taken the first bold steps toward healing—by acknowledging the abuse in their lives and speaking up. Not allowing shame to hold them captive any longer. These brave women have inspired The Scarlet Cord.

The Scarlet Cord: Touching Lives

A family with Scarlet Cord bracelets Tying Scarlet Cord bracelets Tying Scarlet Cord bracelets Tying Scarlet Cord bracelets
 

Kindhearted Women At Risk volunteers gave away thousands of red cord bracelets each day so far. As the volunteers tied the string bracelets on each wrist (or ankle), I realized that we were literally touching the lives of the ArtPrize visitors, making a personal connection between the healing message of The Scarlet Cord and the public.

A Peek Into Our Day

  • Muscular young men waited in line for string bracelets
  • Graying men extended their arms for bracelets
  • A distinguished executive indicated that he wanted a bracelet
  • A few hurting, young women sobbed while loving friends circled around them
  • Many offered words of appreciation for the work
  • An attractive upper middle-class woman quietly reached for a tissue
  • Several people walked through The Scarlet Cord container with their dogs
  • One man rode his bike through the installation (a new way to view art)

Email Responses

One friend wrote:

After listening to your audio collage, I spent an hour on the Shared Hope International site…oh my. I also sent the audio collage link to ALL my Facebook contacts—one by one—so no one has an excuse for not knowing.

Another friend sent this email:

This year Pamela’s art is tackling the horrible reality of child/people trafficking in the US. I didn’t know that containers filled with trapped boys, girls, men, and women are shipped across the country at major events around the country like the Super Bowl, and other large-draw gatherings and conventions, to support the sexual desires of the people attending those events.

Another woman wrote:

I will read more about the Do 1 Thing Challenge and pray about what to do.

The Scarlet Cord Stories

A section of hand drawn text for The Scarlet Cord

The Scarlet Cord visitors continue the conversation at ArtPrize:

A mom overwhelmed with emotion struggled to get these words out, “My adopted son was a sex toy night after night for his parents.” I thought, there is a lot of evil in this world, but here is a good woman who really cares for the welfare and healing of her child.

A young woman trembled as she recalled her childhood story: “My dad sold me for sex to other men from his office from the time I was two until the time I was five.”

When children come through the installation, I say, “The Scarlet Cord is about being kind to others. When you see someone being unkind to another person, tell an adult.” One 9-year-old responded, “My grandfather was unkind to me; he went to prison.”

A retired police woman said, “We never had any training about sex trafficking while I was on the force. After viewing The Scarlet Cord, I stayed up late researching sex trafficking.”

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 of alcohol dulled her senses, the woman was still sober enough to say, “I’m the woman behind your doors. Your artwork is about me.” She continued, “If I go home tonight, I will be beat.”

After giving her a hug, I tried to offer a few words of mercy. But she kept saying, “I’m the woman behind the doors. Your artwork is about me.”

“Put this card into your pocket,” I said while handing her a business card from Women At Risk International. “When you wake up tomorrow morning, you will find the card in your pocket.”

She slipped the card into her pocket and told a random group of young teens standing nearby, “Your mom made a beautiful exhibit.”

Did I fail to really help this woman? My heart ached. She vanished into the night with the red cord tied around her wrist. Truly, this woman was one of the women behind The Scarlet Cord doors.

The Scarlet Cord: Branded

Branded - Part of The Scarlet Cord installation

Branded, Livestock branding markers on canvas, 25½ x 25½ inches, 2014

Reproduction featured at Macy’s of Rivertown in Grandville

Traffickers refer to the group of children they control as their “stable.” Within their stable, children are tattooed—marked like livestock—and herded into a mechanical and emotionless existence. However, if loving individuals help restore these children to a safe place, the children can thrive again.

FACT: One in three runaways will be approached by a trafficker within 48 hours (Manasseh Project).