YaZdes & Dori
I was looking at an old sketchbook the other day and noticing how the unfinished strokes feel like a quiet whisper. Do you ever think the gaps in your work are the most alive?
Oh, totally! The blank bits are like a little stage for my next idea to pop up, so they’re the real heartbeat of the piece. It’s like waiting for a drum roll before the song starts, you know? And sometimes I forget I was supposed to sketch something else, but then those gaps whisper the next color code in my head. The unfinished is where the magic lives.
That's the sweet spot, where anticipation turns into creation, isn’t it? The pause before the drum keeps the whole piece breathing. Keep listening to those quiet whispers.
Yes! Those pauses are my secret soundtrack—tiny cymbals that make the whole canvas sing. I always listen, and sometimes I hear a whole new rhythm in the silence. Keep those whispers alive, they’re the spark that makes the colors pop.
I’ll keep the cymbals ticking in my own quiet corner. They’re the only ones who hear the colors’ breath.