National Weft

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Bolivia

Bolivia is a beauty that its own leaders do not deserve. A beauty that lies not in the landscapes of postcards, but in the people who inhabit them, in the hands that sow, in the languages that resist, in the bodies that choose life anew every morning.

We come from that Bolivia. Three young people who arrived, each carrying their own geography, and who, among voices from eight countries, wove, discussed, and shared realities and resistances, understanding that diversity is the very fabric of the weave and not a distance. We are young people who returned as thread, in the colors of the phullu and the hammocks, of the voko weave, ready to intertwine into something greater. And in that collective weaving, it is Jacqueline who threads together who we are:

“We are the watercolor of territories, the diverse voices, the struggles that unite, that converge, that are debated—from the mountains with the wisdom of the Apus, from the greenery with the guardian Kaa Iya, from the metropolises in the ecology of concrete, from the paths of sowing and collective sustenance of life, from the waters of the Mamoré where Jichi cares for what is still alive, from the plains where Inti and Jasi announce to us that life unfolds on the great Latin American Loom, to say: we are part of building new horizons for the Great House, the Common Home” (Jacqueline).

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