I stood leaning against the wall across from her stand, I couldn't see her face, but her hand rested perfectly in the opening - lit up as if on center stage. Her thumb slowly moved over her index and middle finger. She felt every bump, nick, and groove on her skin the way one does when you're lost deep in thought. It made me feel pensive, reminding me to take stock and reflect, even if just for a while.

We all have our own journeys, and with that, our own stories, the ones we wrote ourselves, the ones others have written about us, and the remnants of those passed down to us by others. These stories and moments shape us, and they leave traces of themselves behind as they silently whisper their secrets into the world.

Through the power of the blockchain and my Hidden Stories contract, we created a beautiful convergence of my photography and my fascination with hidden stories, allowing collectors to leave their traces behind by adding their own hidden story to each HS NFT they own.

These stories will be cemented onto the blockchain, with another story being added every time they pass hands, connecting us all.