We were so honored to have Tyler Knott Gregson string together these perfect words to capture the deeper meaning of Collective Humanity. Tyler, we have no words for how beautiful your art is other than to simply say, thank you for sharing your gift with us, and the world.

Threads, always we’ve been threads, 

some strong some frayed, some vibrant

while others soft, delicate in their shade.  

Woven, we, this around that around this, 

lives like string, like a soft tug could undo us

or pull us closer together.  Pulled, 

every single pieces changes, what happens

to you, will happen to me, 

somewhere down the line, be it hours,

or moments, weeks or the passing of 

decades.

Pass down this truth, over old hands

held to old lips, across creases in fingertips

worked to bone,  pass it down over tea steam 

and smoke, pass it to those who forgot,

those who never knew.

These threads tell stories, yours, ours,

tell of survival and ferocious tenderness

in the face of it all.

Pass down this truth, pull lightly 

on these strings, show us what it is

to come together.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-