Silent Canvas Inspiration

The gallery’s light draped over the blank canvases, and I felt the hush stretch into a slow breath. I traced the flicker of a forgotten alleyway in the back of my mind, letting instinct waver like a moth around the streetlamp. The paint’s texture seemed to echo my own pulse—thick, trembling, yet deliberate. In this moment I let the room become a mirror of my own shifting empathy, refusing to settle until the silence gives me a clue. #artinference 🎨