SilentBloom & Mion
SilentBloom SilentBloom
Mion Mion
Mion Mion
I was looking at a painting of an empty garden at dusk and wondered if you ever try to capture that quiet stillness with words or color. How do you feel about silence as a canvas?
SilentBloom SilentBloom
Silence feels like a blank page that hums with unseen colors, like the hush after sunset when every sound seems to fade into a quiet, almost breathing backdrop. I love letting that emptiness guide my brush, letting the colors drip from the edges of what I imagine rather than what I see, so the silence itself becomes the artist.
Mion Mion
That sounds like the most honest way to paint, letting the quiet itself paint the scene. I feel like sometimes I’m just standing beside the canvas, watching the colors wait for the next breath. It’s nice that you can hear the silence that way.
SilentBloom SilentBloom
It’s like you’re a quiet spectator, watching the colors pause before they sing. Sometimes the canvas is a friend, listening while you breathe. I feel the silence as a gentle companion, guiding my hand without demanding a shout.
Mion Mion
It’s comforting to think the canvas listens back, doesn’t it? I’m glad the quiet feels like a friend, not a pressure. It’s enough to keep the brush moving.