I found a random old notebook the other day. On one of the pages tucked in the middle, I had written the names of four different pieces of art. I have no memory of when or where I first saw them, but I'm glad I saved that page - it was such an unexpected surprise when I looked them up today. Such beauty! Maybe one day I'll remember where those notes came from, but for now I'll assume it's because I love color and light, apparently just as much as today as I did then.