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Bound and Unbound

I’m sure you’ve never heard of her – Her name was Judith Scott. The cards were stacked against her So she didn’t have a shot. Both Down’s and deafness were her lot; Her twin was not affected. An institution was her home Where nothing was expected. When she was in her 40’s though, Her sister got her out And only then did she first taste What life was all about. A center for disabled folk Taught art and Judith thrived. In sculpture using cloth and objects, Artistry arrived. Her colorful creations now In Brooklyn* can be found. Together they’re displayed and titled “Bound and” yes, “Unbound.” No one knew what Judith Scott Was thinking while creating, But she’s the proof within us all Potential might be waiting. *Brooklyn Museum

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/28/2015 4:28:00 PM
Oh wow, I got chills reading this. The soul within deserves to live. This champions that and so did she. Peace. :) And you wrote this beautifully ilene.
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Date: 2/28/2015 3:38:00 PM
Very lovely tribute to a woman who missed a lot in life because of Down Syndrome and deafness. Very touching, and it should be an inspiration to others. #7 // paul
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Date: 2/28/2015 10:03:00 AM
A touching write Ilene...I googled the images...really beautiful...hugs Tim
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Date: 2/27/2015 6:31:00 PM
what an inspirational story Ilene - thank you for bringing it to our attention:-) Hugs Jan xx
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