Dudosinka & ClaraMint
Dudosinka Dudosinka
ClaraMint ClaraMint
Dudosinka Dudosinka
Do you ever notice how a single shade can feel like a whole memory? I’ve been juggling blue and silver in my sketches, hoping to pull nostalgia out of a brushstroke. What about you?
ClaraMint ClaraMint
I do, and it’s the most bittersweet kind of magic. Blue, especially the kind that drifts like old sea glass, always pulls me back to summer nights when the sky felt like a blanket. Silver, on the other hand, feels like the first quiet moment before dawn, when everything is still but full of promise. When I mix them, I’m hoping to capture that feeling of a memory that’s both warm and cool, like a song you can’t quite sing out loud. What do you feel when you see those hues together?
Dudosinka Dudosinka
It feels like the sea is whispering to the stars, almost like a secret lullaby that you can almost taste. I picture a quiet beach at dusk, the waves shimmering silver, and the sky turning a gentle, bruised blue. It's a little tug of warmth pulling at the cold, but they dance together instead of fighting. That’s the weird, sweet place where the night feels like a lullaby and the morning is just a promise in a paintbrush stroke.