We all have a dream. Or maybe more than one. Those quiet visions that live within us since childhood—growing, evolving, sometimes forgotten, but never truly gone. I had many dreams. I loved theatre, history, biology, and anything that made me feel curious and alive. But above all else, there was art. Art that I saw not only in galleries and museums, but in old furniture, in the curve of trees, in shadows on the walls, in how light danced through a window. To me, the world was