These talented artisans were very happy to have orders coming in. They would continue to work at whatever price we said we could pay. It is the nature of living at the "bottom of the pyramid." It is why companies take their work "offshore." Labor is plentiful and it is as cheap as you want it to be.
There is nothing gratuitous about the arts right now. They are not added, they are essential—like spirituals in the hell of cotton fields, anti-war songs of the 60s, AIDS blankets and inner city murals and poetry that says what everybody’s tired souls are feeling.
The public naming of things hidden, things embedded, systemic, is prophetic.
Whatever happened to hope in religions?