To me, I suppose that art is understanding—understanding our surroundings, our human nature, emotion. Why would we feel such a strong need to explore emotion and creativity if there wasn’t that beautiful element of mystery, of discovery? For example, every time I play piano and shape a phrase of sound, the music stirs a latent emotion within me, revealing some particle of my spirit that I forgot existed. Every time I draw a picture or produce an image (I’m sure this is a similar feeling for you), I see a little fraction of myself etched into the artwork; it possesses my feelings and my thoughts. I always wonder what inspirations the artwork will provide for others. Will it help them to see things in a new light? Will it open a new window for creativity? Will it impact their understanding or perceptions of something? I ask myself these questions, hoping that it somehow will bring others happiness, whether it be through beauty, insight, and/or inspiration. I love studying human nature…humans are so complex, yet the subtleties of expression and interaction can often have the most profound impact. I love artwork because it captures these subtleties. The perfect combination of notes, a magically captured photograph, the stringing together of words to produce the closest thing we have to a tangible soul. We humans like things we can feel and see and analyze—music, writing, and art (in all its forms) give us a flawless balance between being able to feel and experience emotion, the human spirit, and simply sensing it. As much as we love science, which is an art in its own right, we also love the unobservable. We love to feel. We love the chills that trickle down our spine; we love the uncanny and the unexplainable. Art helps us understand what we can of ourselves, of our world. It heals us and matures us. Yet it also keeps our faith in the realms of imagination and creativity and life and death that we have never been to, but we have only tasted in a painting or been whispered to through a song. I could continue to rant on forever about how much art inspires me and teaches me more than I could ever have predicted, but I’m sure that similar musings have swept through your mind. I’m just glad that I can share those thoughts and appreciations with others! And you especially, Kaydra, understand the true meaning of art; you foster it so carefully yourself and introduce it so beautifully to others.