They both went through a political phase that never quite ended, demonstrations of great peace and beauty, art installations and protests in the park, for women and children, for the whales, for the forests, for the trees. You remember the sound of her bracelets clinking together as she pumped her fist into the air, the picture of female power. Next she dove into experimental film, the theater of the absurd, her body a canvas and her voice an instrument from which she pulled
great movements, tremendous motion, commanding change, and scores of followers to march alongside her with reverent, hopeful hearts.

Gold plated brass chain.