A mother showing her daughters the altar to RBG at dia de los muertos. I couldn’t hear the conversation, but they lingered for quite some time.
Although I went Wednesday night, had to stop by on its last night. This year’s event was special. Reminiscent of the first one here in Birmingham at Bare Hands Gallery so many years ago.
The last several years, it had become more of a circus than I care to visit. But this was special. It resonated. I could feel the grief of those left behind and presence of the souls being celebrated
So much loss this year and this seemed a fitting memorial.
And it ended on a day when things are looking brighter for the living after 4 years of uncertainty and chaos.
Perle Champion 