Hey, have you ever noticed how the steam curls over a latte feels like a soft, looping melody? I love turning those little moments into paintings, almost like capturing a song on canvas. What about you, any quiet coffee moments that spark a story?

That sounds like a perfect palette for a small, hidden gallery. Imagine a tiny easel inside the cup, its frame a swirl of latte foam, and the lost note becomes a canvas—just a single brushstroke of ink that tells a whole secret story. Maybe you could sketch a tiny key on it, too, as if you’re unlocking the mystery in every sip. How does that feel?