In August of 2018, I asked friends, family, and acquaintances on social media to send me pencils in exchange for an original piece of artwork. Why pencils? Everyone has pencils sitting around, whose origins are usually forgettable, but occasionally more significant. After I put out the call for pencils, I received 91. Some arrived tiny, beloved, and almost used up entirely. Others were brand new, perhaps acquired specifically for me- to tell me something about the sender- like the pencil my Dad got from the barber shop he’s been going to almost his entire life. A friend sent 30 pencils from Pennsylvania’s Amish country. A teacher friend sent me a pencil that had been used for an exam, along with a note saying that she could still feel the anxiety in that pencil. I used all of the pencils (sometimes along with other mediums) to create my current body of work.