Often the only artwork you see every day.
It does its job—it holds things in place.

A holiday photo, a grocery list, a drawing from
a 12-year-old nephew who is a father himself now.

Not because it has to, but simply because it sticks there.

There’s something beautiful in that.
The fridge magnet is a quiet collector of everyday life.

Until the fridge gets replaced,
and it suddenly ends up on the floor.