I have never been good with words. I am not the voice in the room that demands any kind of attention. Instead, I have always been the observer. Quietly clinging to the details that allow me to appreciate the simplicity and beauty of life as it is. That is where art lies, in the small simple moments that make up our entire lives. In our hands, our hugs, our eyes, our movements. I am not the storyteller here — you are. We don't always remember details, but we always remember the way things made us feel. Art remembers too, and it will never let us forget.