For as long as I’ve known myself, social issues have been more important to me than anything else. In Recife the shantytowns were my first truth. Long before I felt “art,” I felt the profound beauty of struggle.
“How doth the little crocodile Improve his shining tail, And pour the waters of the Nile On every golden scale!
How cheerfully he seems to grin, How neatly spreads his claws, And welcomes little fishes in With gently smiling jaws!”
Lewis Carroll
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