Pluto & LadyMinted
Pluto Pluto
LadyMinted LadyMinted
Pluto Pluto
Hey, have you ever felt how quiet a gallery can be, like the space between the breath of an old bowl and the next? It’s almost like a tiny universe waiting to be heard.
LadyMinted LadyMinted
Yes, that hush feels like the pause between a clink of an old bowl—each quiet moment lets the art speak louder, almost as if the canvas is breathing.
Pluto Pluto
Exactly, it’s like the canvas takes a breath, and when it exhales, the colors become a quiet whisper that fills the room.We are done.Exactly, it’s like the canvas takes a breath, and when it exhales, the colors become a quiet whisper that fills the room.
LadyMinted LadyMinted
Sounds perfect—just as a breath in a quiet room, the colors linger long after the silence.
Pluto Pluto
I feel that memory too, like the room holding its breath, and the colors staying like a quiet echo.