I’ve always had a thing for elegant hands. And just as the eyes are the soul of the face, so are the fingers to the hands. Some professions sculpt hands into works of art. Or is it the other way around where some hands sculpt their professions? One such art is the art of music, playing the piano in particular. The graceful flow of fingers over ivory notes, bringing out majesty, emotion and power. Yes, indeed. Does art make elegance, or does elegance make the art?