Water pools in the yan (ink stone) as I slowly grind the ink stick, coloring the solution black. While my hands are occupied, I mentally wander from my current task. Flipping through the thoughts in my head, I pause and think of an ancient proverb my grandfather always told me; “art is a universal communicator”. This paper in front of me could take people to unfamiliar places, across cultures, languages, and histories. Art prompts us to respond with raw, uncensored...