I forged this image as both a reflection and a rallying cry. It pits creation beside destruction and invites you to wonder, what if, and if, and then. Fragments of children’s book characters brought to life and love by their Jewish creators are strewn beneath gray walls desperately plastered with the faces of stolen lives, stolen again, torn under the false guise of righteousness. This picture is set at the intersection of imagination and truth. Where the former ends, the latter does not begin, but cries out until its voice has been erased, and the world has cheered its destruction, even beyond its grave. To live as a Jew today means to wake up to a persistent insistence: “whatever your hands find to do, do with all your might.”