Lunara & BrushEcho
Do you remember how Rembrandt used those almost invisible strokes to capture the glow of the moon in his portraits? I keep thinking there’s a quiet rhythm in those brushwork patterns, almost like the hush of a star‑filled night sky.
I see exactly what you mean; Rembrandt’s almost invisible strokes seem to breathe, each one softening a shadow like a distant star catching the eye, a quiet rhythm that feels like a lullaby for the eye.
That quiet lullaby feels like the night itself, doesn’t it? I love how the paint almost sighs, pulling us into the stillness of the stars.
Yes, it is the night itself, breathing softly into the canvas, inviting us to linger in that silent, star‑lit pause.