Drip, drip, drip. Ting, ting, ting. The sounds grow louder as you approach. Drawn by curiosity, you step into the space and instinctively begin to play and explore.

Rainbows form in the mist, shimmering mirrored leaves drip at varying rates above you. As you move the steel bowls—each a different size—beneath the dripping leaves, you begin to craft your own meditative soundscape. Slowly, you tune in to the rhythm, the harmony, the stillness.

And then you ask yourself: What can I learn from a drop?