(acrylics on 25×30 canvas)
In the silence grew the unspoken in all their shiny, colorful glory to be seen. Silence didn’t erase their existence, it caused a blooming only to burst upon you once you dare to catch a glimpse.
Third work from the experimental series, which I painted last week. Three more are in progress which I will finish in the next weeks.
Hmm…so the unspoken are mushrooms? That fits well I suppose, as they tends to grow so fast: last week, just in one night we had tenths of gigantic mushrooms that grows everywhere in the garden.
Exactly. The mushrooms symbolize the unspoken in all their shiny, colorful glory 😀
Glad you think it fits c: