I have a major heart-on for Judy Chicago, feminist aritst and thinker. On a dreay Saturday morning I hopped on the streetcar to check out the Textiles Museum downtown Toronto.I arrived just moments after the gallery opened, a few elderly ladies joined me shortly afterwards. They talked about the rise of second wave feminism like they remembered it, I kept quiet eavesdropping on their words, experience and sense of things.
I've got to side with Chicago on this one, as I am a woman at the beginning of building a language, but not all women are concious of it. Something tells me these artful women understood why I stood there awe-struck and silent.
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