"a friend who teaches art illustration"

I first “connected my wallet” to the art world thanks to Moren. Moren wasn’t just an illustration teacher—he was like a smart contract that was always valid: consistent, honest, and binding us to one thing—creating. We met at Rialo, a space that felt like an on-chain gallery: virtual lights, avatars passing by, and canvases that could be “zoomed” into pixel-perfection. Moren taught me basic lines that weren’t just lines, but living lines: from thumbnail sketches to compositions that were “gas-fee” efficient, precise, and intentional. “Every stroke has a hash,” Moren said with a smile. “If you dare to be honest with form and light, your work becomes final—it’s recorded in people’s hearts, not just on the chain.” The metaverse version of a studio cat ran around the gallery, shaking layers and nearly erasing the shadow layer. Instead of panicking, Moren made it a happy accident: adding subtle highlights, transforming chaos into sparkle. We burst out laughing, and somehow, the illustration seemed more alive than ever. That day I learned: Sketch is testnet—a safe place to fail. Inking is mainnet—where decisions become permanent. Color is a utility token—members value their sense of form. Narrative is community—what gives work a future. Thank you, Moren. For all the warm critiques, magical brush demos, and simple ways of explaining anatomy—like reading a block explorer of emotions. Thanks to you, I understand illustration; I understand why I draw. At Rialo we met, on canvas we grew, and in my heart—this story is eternal.