Saturday 21 February 2015

i love to work.






Sewing New Futures is amazing!


My work with SNF is becoming more diverse, my relationship with the women, the field manager, and Kristin is strengthening, and I am learning SO much about the diverse challenges and rewards of running a small social enterprise. Not only am I helping start their monitoring and evaluation process, but I am also copy-editing their website, writing for their blog, helping market their goods at various fairs and exhibitions, and slowly but effectively instilling a sense of quality control, women's ownership, and streamlined production. I love having so much to do!!

Over the past two weeks we have successfully conducted a trial of monitoring and evaluation! Surprisingly, its gone really well. Our goal was to deepen the women's understanding of their own work and what standards are expected in a very competitive market.  The form I co-designed with another volunteer, the field staff, and Kristin is broken up into sheets spread across 2 pages for each woman. There are columns that related to the various aspects of production and quality: production rate (full or half day and how many pieces), shape accuracy, neatness of finishing, placement of details (buttons, tags, etc), cleanliness of the piece, and consistency of one woman's samples. These simple categories help the women focus on important details to ensure marketable products.

The monitoring component was carried out by Kristin and Monika, the field manager. To me this means that 1. the M&E form that we designed was actually easy enough to use and 2. without my presence, it was clear enough to be implemented by the people who need to carry it forward. When we started the evaluation, we first explained the book to the women, the different categories, and our goals and hopes of what they will get out of it.

Imagine a large room, painted pink, with sunlight light streaming in from one window. There we sat, 20 in total with powerful common thread: we are all dedicated women workers. The evaluation pieces were sample 'card holders' (for business cards, metro cards, etc) that the women needed to prepare for a large order (more on that soon!). One woman in the center, let's call her Flora, is extremely gifted in stitching. Her command over hand work, using a sewing machine, and accuracy in design is remarkable. We used Flora's piece as a model to demonstrate to the other young women what excellent quality looks like.

Each women held her piece in comparison with Flora's and first was asked to highlight one or two good points of her work. Asking women to do this first resulted in nervous laughter, shyness, and comments such as 'how should i judge my own work?' and 'nothing is good about it'. We encouraged them to use the categories define in the evaluation sheet in order to consider their own work. Although uncomfortable at first, the women's sense of pride and also of their own need to progress was palpably emerging. Furthermore, these questions were mostly asked by Monika, and Kristin and I took the backseat.

After looking at the strengths, the each woman noted 2 points that she could improve upon. Finally, we had the group pitch general scores of how they would rate the quality of the work in comparison with Flora's. After each category we gave out the marks that Monika and Kristin had decided upon. Then, of course, everyone clapped! There was a lot of pride in the room, and also a lot of self-awareness. That quality would have to be learned from hard work. In the end we asked girls what they thought.

'Didi, we can learn a lot from this.'
'We like this, because we will get better.'
'Its good to see where I am good and where I can improve.'
'This will definitely help us sell!'

Me? I couldn't be happier with the fact that they even sat through the entire thing! Their feedback was so relieving and rewarding. I mean, managing monitoring and evaluation doesn't exactly make you best friends. But once they saw they weren't being reprimanded but rewarded  with claps and exact points to work on, the women relaxed.

Below is a picture of how amazing the samples are looking now. And of our simple monitoring and evaluation book.

 



 

1. M&E Pilot Book; 
2. M&E Pilot Session 1 (Open M&E Book, sample pieces, notes of girl's names to identify pieces, and hot chai)
3. Batch 1 of hand-made card holders
4. Informal evaluation, pointing out strengths and weaknesses.

Tuesday 17 February 2015

Fire & Earth

Astrology in India is a pretty big deal. It informs marriages, is the connected to major holidays, and guides people in their understanding of themselves. India doesn't stand alone in its import of astrological derivations, many ancient cultures including those from the Far East and South America have deeply rooted beliefs and and well-articulated sciences related to astrology.

I have been reflecting on my own astrological signs a lot lately, mostly out of curiosity to see if there are in-fact parallels between our signs and ourselves, and also to understand other friend's self-perception/definition. Being born on 24th August apparently has me neatly situated between two, quite polar signs: leo-virgo; lion-virgin; outspoken/deeply internal; spontaneous/meticulous. The list goes on.

Part of one's astrological sign is a reflection and resonance with particular elements of nature. For Leo, it's fire, and for virgo, its earth. Lately, I am in-love with the artist/comic/illustrator, Yumi Sakugawa. Here are two of her illustrations: fire sign and earth sign. In earth sign, she beautifully captures the pace of growth and learning, the connection between humans and the environment, and the truth in trusting our feet.

In fire, Yumi highlights the exact opposite quality of change - seemingly instantaneous, irreversible transformation. Her words 'i don't want to forget the difference between solidity and air' situate the human experience within a scorching, blink-of-an-eye moment. To me it speaks to retrospect and makes me look back on the different phases of my life: infancy, childhood, teen years, young adult, and almost-a-real person (my current phase). Yumi just depicts these as physical phases: solid & vapor.





 These illustrations draw out some lessons, thoughts and feelings that are rolling around my mind&heart these days.  With a new moon coming, I feel clarity is on the way. 

I guess India has successfully converted me.


























please see more of Yumi's work, 
on her website, and lots here.

Monday 16 February 2015

delhi


  i love delhi for:
     
it's flavors.

     
the endless learning.

the monumental and the mundane.



 
the unexpected harmony.



 
the life & death.

the curbside haircuts.

 
it's hard workers.

 
the way it makes me push myself.




    

  
my great friends.



Sunday 15 February 2015

happy valentine's day!



      i have found what you are like


        i have found what you are like
        the rain
                     (Who feathers frightened fields
        with the superior dust-of-sleep. wields
        easily the pale club of the wind
        and swirled justly souls of flower strike
        the air in utterable coolness
        deeds of gren thrilling light
                                                with thinned
        newfragile yellows
                                   lurch and.press
        --in the woods
                                which
                                          stutter
                                                   and
                                                         sing
        And the coolness of your smile is
        stirringofbirds between my arms;but
        i should rather than anything
        have(almost when hugeness will shut
        quietly)almost,
                              your kiss

        e.e. cummings



Wednesday 11 February 2015













धीरे धीरे रे मना, धीरे सब कुछ होय 
माली सींचे सो घरा, ऋतु आये फल होए 

slowly, slowly oh mind, 
everything in its own pace happens
a gardener may water a hundred buckets,
[but] the fruit only arrives in its season

कबीर (Kabirکبير‎) [c. 1440 - c. 1518]

Tuesday 10 February 2015

'uppar-nitche, aage-peetche'

up-down, front-back/ahead-behind

Another week. Delhi feels simultaneously close to 'home' as I, the globe nomad, could feel and also indisputably strange like planet Mars. The foundation for the remarkably easy parts of the transition back to madland is the wealth of relationships I have here. Funnily, I didn't realize how many great friends I have or how many interesting people also want to get to know me. I've started crossing paths with friends or acquaintances, which gives Delhi a 'homey, small-town' feeling that I'm enjoying before it gets too nosy. (Hindi tangent ... one of my favorite nicknames is 'nakoo', 'little nosey one'.. definitely good dog name.)

And Delhi is happening! Yes. I mean it, its actually a pretty chill place to be. Within one week, I went to an acro-yoga class, saw a contemporary dance recital on sexuality, watched a play, climbed up boulders in a forest reserve, attended a design festival, went night jogging through terrain laden with ancient monuments, and probably a few other things. This is all on top of going out to the Sewing New Futures center in Najafgarh and working freelance.

That being said - India is, unsurprisingly, blowing my mind. Not only in a good way.

Today I spent some time with a little girl, about 14 years old who was terribly beaten the night before for spilling some milk. Roshini's* (light) left eye was a blistering, taught black-and-blue ball, and her entire arm down to her hand was swollen to the extent that her bones are most likely fractured, if - that is - nothing is broken. Roshini greeted me with a smile and apologized for not being able to work well today because she couldn't hold a needle and thread.

When someone stands before you in this state, you at once see the person, and then its as if a haunted memory clouds your eyes. I suddenly imagined the actual scene of violent abuse that would have needed to take place in order for this little girl to become so badly wounded. We talked. Her father beats her, her husband beats her - yes, she is married and 14 years old - and her brothers sometimes hit her too. Mom? She left on account of the fact that 'Vo bhi mar khathee thee' .. she also used to 'eat beatings'.

The other night I had a horrendous dream, and all though it preceded this event, in many ways it foreshadowed the crux of this story. The main challenge I faced in the dream was coming against violence that at this point, in this capacity, I can do nothing about. What should we have done in this situation? Go to Roshini's house and explain kindly to her abusive family that they just simply cannot beat her if she takes 2 minutes extra to fetch something from the market? Should we go to the police who may do any number of useless or detrimental things (i.e. beat-up Roshini's dad who might then really assault her, or the police may ask for bribes to do nothing).

In any case, the light from this experience is truly feeling that SNF's work is purposeful. The scale is impactful. And the determination of the girls and women involved is inspiring. Tomorrow, I will make the two-hour journey back to the urban village on the outskirts of Delhi. I'll begin supporting the field staff to carry out monitoring and evaluation work and constructive, ownership-focused quality control.

Taking a sweet breath of appreciation for life, for my life, and potential,
I say, 'acche sapno dekho, sab log'.

sweet dreams, everybody.


*name has been changed

Monday 2 February 2015

Starting with SNF

I am back in India, much more re-charged than I thought I could be. My work over the coming months will focus on quality management and tracking skill development. I am working with my friend, Kristin Braddock, and her inspiring social enterprise Sewing New Futures, and other volunteers, field managers, aunties, and didis. My aim is to set up a simple monitoring and evaluation system for SNF, and ensure that the field workers feel confident about updating and cataloging this information on their own. Thanks to Kristin for reaching out to me for this. Its so great to be working on a small-scale, deep-impact project for girls who would otherwise be forced into prostitution.

Here it goes.



Aastha, distance M&E officer; Kristin, entrepreneur/friend/boss/sunshine beam; me 
Field site in Najafgarh, outskirts of Delhi, India