The Stories We Carry: Angelica Raquel: Mystic Threads at the McNay Art Museum
Stories first live in the body. They prickle across the skin as goosebumps, catch in the throat as a gasp, and move along a family line, changing slightly with each retelling. A good story lingers, reshaping memory and place so that a river, a vacant lot, or a patch of brush never feels quite the same again.
