– with an eternal attraction to the maritime.
Her hands in the lukewarm water, caress the scalp and the wet hair of the person whose hair she is cleansing. Gazing out over the sea, – conchs and pirates, by-gone monsoons fill her soul with sweet sadness.
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Sisters Hope will speak at Communicating the Museum Brussels. The conference consists of an over five-day programme of talks, debates and workshops in the spring of 2018.