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I walk by this mural everyday. And everyday it brings a smile to my face. Everyday it reminds me of the strength that we women posses and furthermore the magnitude of that strength when collaborating together.
I am inspired by the way it depicts two women, two races, in unity, supporting each other. Connected. No expression. No movement. Just unity. It’s simplistic design demonstrates to us, the viewer, how complexity and complications are superfluous. It is as simple as helping one another lift a planter. Actions speak louder than words. And art speaks in loud volumes.
It is why I love art. Not because of what someone can do, but because of what someone can say and how you interpret that message. I interpreted this message as such. Who knows? You might see it and interpret it in a different way. For me, it brings joy and strength. Because even though the women are not smiling, I am.
I admit, I am late… On this post. There was a lot to think about and I wanted to find the perfect image for it.
The eighth of March is International Women’s Day and in Spain they would normally have parades and a big purple celebration in jubilation of everything that is woman. This year that was not the case. This year you saw scattered miscellaneous people walking the streets decked out in purple and although not the spectacle that usually is, it was significant. The small remnants of the purple confetti stuck to the ground for days and weeks, I saw it on my walk past the mural everyday, and stayed there as a reminder that we are not going anywhere.