I don’t know what this is yet…

The Little Joys Started With Art

The Little Joys of Art started because I love art.

That part hasn't changed.

I love making things.

I love museums.

I love art history.

I love finding strange connections between something made hundreds of years ago and something happening in my life on an otherwise completely ordinary Tuesday.

I love noticing things.

A ridiculous facial expression in a Renaissance painting.

Ancient marks scratched into stone.

A landscape that looks impossible.

A dog sitting in a pose that somehow makes her look like an Egyptian sphinx.

The things humans make—and the things humans notice—tell us something about who we are.

And somewhere along the way, I realized that maybe that is the part I am actually obsessed with.

Not only art.

People.