At first, I thought it was the colour, the green, the purple, the flashes of yellow and blue. I was on my way to the Central Library when this lady walked by. Immediately, I thought "picture." She had her head down, struggling with heavy bags in each hand. She was a green hat, wide brim hiding eyes, a bright purple top, necklace, and smile. When I saw the image, I realized that it wasn't the colour that made the picture – it was the smile.