Day Four. Rain. Which is awkward for works on paper. But what else is there to do. So these printmakers worked in a flurry.
When I arrived with Kyeyune, Ochen, and Vanesa who is Peter's daughter, none of the printing was in progress, Fred was absent, the students in residence were gathered around a table drawing portraits of each other. Later Fred said that this is one of the art therapy activities they are using. When a person has been a child soldier it is hard to look another person in the face, to trust and appreciate.
Then the rain started heavily, and the canopies filled with water, which soaked the tables and drawing paper when we dumped them out by poking upward with a broom. The students from hot country in the north were cold, and they can't go put on more clothes because they don't have any. But there's no stopping art.
Printing got going like intensely crazy.