appreciation within her that didn’t just leave her enraptured by all that was beautiful in the world, but sometimes widened her very definition of the word. Years later, she saw sketches on Mr. Vanheule’s desk. Da Vinci, he said, referring to the drawings. Exposed muscle. The tendons of a shoulder. How do you think he knew the human form so well? He studied. Even what’s not visible to the eye. Life is made of layers, and artists need to be aware of those layers. Everything is informed by what came before.
