After Beco Gallery was forced to close its doors, the Kansas City art community worked to continue its legacy by creating The ...

The candle flame flickers in a languid dance. Its golden tongue licks across my wall, dimming as the wick sinks in the melted pool.

For centuries, people have left all sorts of notes in summit registers. I looked through 100 years of love letters and spontaneous exaltation, including my own family's, to find out why.