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I was Helen now.
What I came away with was a sense of Helen seizing control of her own story. She was so isolated in that city, so powerless—even at my age, I could see that—and those tapestries were a way of saying: I’m here. Me. A person, not just an object to be looked at and fought over.
“You won’t do it.”
“He’s a guest.”
“Not invited.”
“No, but accepted.”
I was Helen now.
What I came away with was a sense of Helen seizing control of her own story. She was so isolated in that city, so powerless—even at my age, I could see that—and those tapestries were a way of saying: I’m here. Me. A person, not just an object to be looked at and fought over.
“You won’t do it.”
“He’s a guest.”
“Not invited.”
“No, but accepted.”