Reclaiming Our Time: make your mark(er)
Okay, it's true, I can't resist a good pun. But making my mark, with my markers, is exactly what I was up to last month at the Women's Convention in Detroit. The thing is, it didn't feel like it was about "my" marks at all - it was about all of us making our collective mark. On history, on this moment, on our own lives, and the lives of those around us. The convention was three days long, and my role was simple: to scribe the plenary sessions. To give visual shape to the cont
