A five-year-old has a heart that beats for art. It began when Misha was three months old, mesmerized by the colourful traces his tiny fingers would make on dad’s phone. This early fascination blossomed into a love for colours0 over toys. Unseen threads connected him to his grandfather, taken by a crash before Misha’s birth, who’s art adorned their home, echoing whispers of conversations they never had. Each of Misha’s paintings became a silent dialogue across generations, an enduring legacy pulsating in a young boy’s creations.