Hey Tauriel, I’ve been dreaming up a wild idea—what if we could design a living art space right in the forest that shifts with the seasons, like a gallery that grows and transforms? Imagine vines as canvases, wind chimes that play when the breeze hits, and a tiny pavilion that shelters both birds and art. What do you think? Is there a spot in the woods that feels like a blank canvas waiting for some creative flair?