Just wanted to share this. I think it is amazing. I’m no expert on poverty or third world issues, but beyond the politics of it all something beautiful was created and I do believe very strongly that our environment, specifically visual environment, has a strong influence on our happiness.
Maybe its the artist in me, maybe its being the daughter of an engineer and dreamer. I was raised on building sites, I climbed ladders and scrambled across open joists to get to my bed. I had a tree house built into the eaves of my bedroom, a little trap door accessed by a rope ladder that let me clamber through the innards of the house.
People say write what you know, where you came from, I say I can’t, its too much like something you’d read in a book..
Maybe it is superficial. It wont stop a bullet or put food in bellies. It won’t educate. But it might just inspire. That seems like a good place to start.