My grandmother was an artist but I really
had no gag of my own ability because honestly, the last time I painted a
picture was kindergarten. Despite my
lack of all things color and in light of my heritage, I figured what the hell.
Sooooo…. I painted 6, 2 by 2 meter murals in
my village. Each outlining a topic we
cover in the health school, with a little help of course from the beautiful and
talented Sarah S. My intentions were
that these murals would be a daily reminder of living a healthier life.
In two weeks time, my counterpart and I will walk 90 women around the
village and discuss the morals. I hope
to refresh their memories and help them better understand the murals. The use of pictures and symbols is not a
common practice, so it is best to make sure they understand the messages that
are being displayed. You have to remember
that nearly all of the women have never gone to school and learning through
imagery is a learned skill.
I was satisfied with my art work as
a first time muralist and I hope the very least that the color will add some
beauty to the community.
When I’m long gone the memory of my
legacy will still be painted on the walls of a small village in Africa. A
little color is a nice mark to leave.
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