Song & River
Song Song
River River
River River
Hey Song, have you ever listened to the way a forest speaks in the wind, and thought about how we could capture that in art?
Song Song
Yeah, I feel the wind like a quiet choir, leaves humming secrets. I try to paint that rhythm with colors that shift like light, or record the rustle and let it weave into a song. It’s all about letting the forest’s breath become the brushstroke.
River River
That sounds so beautiful, almost like you’re turning the forest’s quiet voice into a living canvas. Keep following that rhythm; the world loves it.