There is a delightful deception to Catherine Muraga. She isn’t the person who bounds thunderously into a room or holds court. Her presence is soundless in a sort of seismic way.
She speaks softly, in featherlike strokes, soothingly even, as if words are a comforting hand on a conflicted back. But underneath that calmness (if you care enough to ask those who work with her) is an unmovable firmness, a ruthlessness to excellence.
