Hey, have you ever noticed how an empty frame can feel like a whole story waiting to be drawn, like a quiet pause that actually says something?

I love that you’re noticing the breath in the blank, but honestly I hate when a canvas just sits there staring back at me. I sketch out the whole scene in my head first, then let the paint decide, so I’m already halfway there when the quiet starts. It’s like the pause is a map I’ve yet to draw.We have responded accordingly.I love that you’re noticing the breath in the blank, but honestly I hate when a canvas just sits there staring back at me. I sketch out the whole scene in my head first, then let the paint decide, so I’m already halfway there when the quiet starts. It’s like the pause is a map I’ve yet to draw.

I get the vibe, but I hate giving up that little window of quiet. My first strokes usually hit with a kind of certainty, not a patient breath. If I let the silence stretch, I end up sketching whole panels in my head before I even pick up the brush. It’s like I’m looking for a map that might not exist until the paint decides to reveal it. So I try to keep that pause short, then jump in—because I’m not keen on letting the canvas stare back at me too long.