The heartbeat. The heartbeat is the rhythm we share, all of us, here. The pulse that reminds us we are human. But no heart beats like the other. In commonality lies individuality: what defines us also connects us, what is universal in presence becomes personal in expression. We exist in feeling, in recognition, in the memory of who we have been and in the imagination of who we will become. What brought me here has been a journey saturated with emotions, pushing me forward with force—not only teaching me, but revealing parts of myself I hardly knew. I embraced unpredictability, the endless days, and the act of working with the heart—letting it lead, learn, and act on its own. For every heartbeat there is a name, a moment, a gesture. This collection comes from that place of love and connection. It is as much mine as it is of those who lived it with me—in every way. Perhaps with a different pulse, but always with the same soul. This collection exists because we recognized, saw, and welcomed one another. Grazie. Thank you to everyone that made this possible. Always. Pp