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In a world consumed by consumerism, at what point is society invited to remember the magic of being alive? For me, art is that magic. Art is chemistry and experimentation. It is exploration and emotional excavation. It challenges us. It pulls thoughts and feelings up from the depths of our subconscious and places them squarely in our hands, asking us to look, really look. Art implores us to wake up. To see magic. To feel magic. To step away from the relentless noise imposed

It’s no secret that the world feels loud right now. The news cycles are constant, the debates are heated, and so many of us are walking...

There’s something quietly magical about making things with your hands—whether it’s doodling in a notebook, shaping clay, knitting a...