One of the more enjoyable aspects of volunteering at the RSG is the inspiration the art fills me with. I enjoy putting myself in the scene or making up stories about pieces. Sometimes the story is hazy. Incomplete. The story escapes my grasp to give it form. While at other times chapters unfold in my mind. If I am lucky a whole story explodes forth and consumes my thoughts. The coolest thing however happens (from time-to-time) when I reexamine a piece and its story changes. What stories will the pieces whisper to you? Stop by the RSG to discover them.
