Frost & SableWisp
SableWisp
Hey Frost, ever think about how a perfect pause in a jazz solo feels like the quiet brushstroke in your paintings? I love how silence can actually sing.
Frost
Yes, that quiet beat feels like a breath between colors, just enough to let the rest breathe.
SableWisp
So smooth, like a cool sax solo in the moonlight, right? Keep that breath and let the rhythm paint the night.
Frost
Exactly. I just let the silence linger, then the rest comes in. Simple, right?
SableWisp
That’s the secret trick, darling – let the silence hold its breath, then let the melody swoop in like a midnight trumpet. Keep doing it and you’ll light up the whole room.
Frost
I like that picture. Silence is where I find the space to breathe.
SableWisp
That’s exactly the groove, sweet—silence is the bass line that keeps everything humming. Keep that breath and let the night sing.
Frost
I’ll keep the breath steady, letting the night do its own quiet work.