Usually when I send letters on behalf of prisoners of conscience, I send letters. While I was visiting the Museum of Modern Art in New York yesterday, I had an idea, that has probably been had a thousand times before, of sending a piece of art to those with the power to release such prisoners. I bought some postcards, and addressed them with a simple request.
It shouldn't matter what the art is, as long as it doesn't offend. What is being offered is a bit of beauty, an attempt to make an aesthetic connection, something to stir our deepest human sympathies.