Their pencils glide across the unfinished canvas, my fingers tap on the keyboard and fill the white void on the screen.

They search for the right colors, while I search for the right words. Meanwhile, you change pencils as I rearrange the themes.

The commonality that unites us is creating, observing, ultimately cherishing the moments that the souls around us experience.

Each creation is unique, in its form, as it happens. None like the other, once it happens, it will not happen a second time.