On the far side of the room I met a quiet woman named Shirley. She exudes inner peace - though I'm sorry to say that it is beyond my skill set to capture it. She has a gentle smile that feels like deep contentment. I offered her paper and asked her if she would like to draw or paint with me. She loved the thickness and the texture of the paper. I loved watching her hands explore the surface. Shirley told me she would like to paint tomorrow.