Pictor & Nuit
I’ve been watching the stars tonight, and I wonder if their quiet light could be a poem—do you think your brush would ever catch such a hush?
Yes, every flicker feels like a quiet stanza, and I try to paint that hush in colors that linger like a memory in the night.
Colors that linger are like memories that stay awake in the night, a quiet echo of the stars you see.