Between what the native knows but cannot observe, and what the novice observes but cannot know, there is a gap—this is where Leena’s art lives.

Like the coffee Teta (grandmother) makes, which no one seems able to replicate. Teta has no recipe; there are no measurements. A keen observer might note the ingredients and method. But the secret to why the coffee tastes so good cannot exist in such accounts. The secret lies somewhere between what Teta knows but cannot observe, and what an observer notices but can never know.