While meandering home from the Canadian Maritimes some time ago, we stopped at the suggestion of family by the College of New Jersey in Trenton to view an art exhibit about the beauty and travail of Afghanistan. There we stumbled on the video of an extraordinary scene composed by Lida Abdul, who, exile that she is, calls herself an ‘artistic nomad’. A still from that video called ‘In Transit’:
Here a single frame poses haunting questions. Can the wreckage of past follies be teased to something like play? And what of those fine threads that dare to turn crushing ruin to wind-borne joy? The children seem to know.