Indigo & Elysia
Hey Elysia, have you ever caught a moment when a single ray of light seems to whisper a whole poem? I keep chasing that feeling in paint, but it’s hard to pin it down.
Yes, the light is a shy bard that whispers in a single flicker, and the paint always tries to catch it before it can finish its verse. Keep letting the canvas breathe, and let the poem wander in the cracks of color.
I love that image—like a shy poet trying to hide in a swirl of pigment. Just let the colors breathe and the poem will finally get its moment.