My object is a honeycomb in a tiny glass jar. I got it from a woman in a printmaking class I took at Fleisher Art Memorial in the fall. She found it as she was cleaning out her house and told me it reminded her of a print I made of a honeybee on a honeycomb. I printed the image on gold paper, the same color as the lid of the jar. Beyond the ties to my involvement with art, I like to think of the honeycomb as a tiny brain protected by the glass jar, like my head is protected by my helmet when I bike. Both art and biking are really important, enriching aspects of my life in Philadelphia.