
“I saw the angel in the marble
and carved until I set him free”
-Michelangelo
What follows is not mine to tell — it belongs to those who have stepped into the space with me. Their words, their faces, their unguarded messages are the truest measure of what we created together. Below, you’ll find fragments of gratitude, echoes of laughter, quiet confessions caught after the ropes came loose. Some are a whisper, some a flood — all are real.





