Silence isn't the absence of truth—just the volume turned low.
This piece started out loud—full of color and movement. I tried to tame it with a sweep of white, and in that moment, I caught myself. How often have I done the same to myself—toned it down, softened the truth, covered the brightness to fit in? And yet, beneath the quiet surface, the beauty remains. This painting is about that layered truth. The hush isn’t empty—it’s alive.
Details:
- oil over acrylic on canvas
- 24 x 24 inches
- framed
Artwork arrives ready to hang with a Certificate of Authenticy.
Silence isn't the absence of truth—just the volume turned low.
This piece started out loud—full of color and movement. I tried to tame it with a sweep of white, and in that moment, I caught myself. How often have I done the same to myself—toned it down, softened the truth, covered the brightness to fit in? And yet, beneath the quiet surface, the beauty remains. This painting is about that layered truth. The hush isn’t empty—it’s alive.
Details:
- oil over acrylic on canvas
- 24 x 24 inches
- framed
Artwork arrives ready to hang with a Certificate of Authenticy.