In galleries of white, where silence speaks,
Colors burst forth, a dialogue unique,
With strokes and forms, emotions they seek,
A canvas of thoughts, a realm so mystique.

Sculptures arise, from stone and clay,
Capturing moments, in their silent play,
Shadows and light, in a delicate fray,
Whispering stories, of another day.

Voices of now, in mediums so vast,
Digital dreams, a future forecast,
Echoes of history, in the present cast,
A celebration of art, that forever will last.

Innovation blooms, in every creative heart,
The pulse of today, in each crafted part,
A testament to the soul, and the start,
Of a journey in art, that sets us apart.