In my freshmen year of college I started noticed squished ketchup packets on the ground. Once you notice one you can’t stop. I remember documenting at least 20 or 30, because I knew there was something I could do with these one day. I started noticing each one was special. There were hundreds of college students out there leaving squished ketchup on the ground, and I thought that was beautiful. Then people started sending me their own ketchup. It became a way for me to notice and enjoy the little things that life has to offer that not everyone thinks are beautiful and unique, but I do.