Everything we need to say can be summed up in 30 words. Our time here ranges from six months to five years, with work ranging from music reviews to feature writing. Although our experiences could amount to a novel of inch counts, we believe what needs to be said can be done in less. Every word matters.

The sharp clang of metal against metal rings out of Herrera’s Ornamental Iron Works on a humid afternoon in April. 

In the middle of the Lamar Boulevard pedestrian bridge over Lady Bird Lake lives a single piano — its keys painted a deep blue and its body covered in stickers, colorful illustrations and paintings. “Play Me, I’m Yours” is painted in large white block letters across the front of the instrument.