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Scars of silence

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Houyet, BelgiumOn Whoppah since October 2024 • 1 sale
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Here, the canvas becomes a palimpsest of unearthed emotion, layers of silence and storm scraped across one another until some raw truth bleeds through. The dominant hues are tones of ashen grey, coal black, and ghostly whites, as though the work emerged from the aftermath of a great burning. It feels like a battlefield of thoughts, of half-sentences never spoken, of names forgotten and dreams unraveling like smoke. These are the shadows of sound, residues of messages lost to wind and time. In the midst of this monochrome desolation, two flashes of magenta bloom like uninvited memories—stray bits of color that refuse to be erased. They are not joyful, but alive, defiant even. There’s a flicker of electric blue, trailing along the base of the canvas like a faultline or heartbeat, trembling but steady—perhaps the soul, still breathing beneath the noise. Scattered across the surface are black and indigo spheres, outlined with broken lines—like shattered cells or musical notes, misaligned and murmuring. Above them, a cluster of white blots, each rimmed with black, almost takes the form of constellations in collapse, or the final flickers of dying stars. To the left, cryptic marks and scratches appear like illegible writing, a script no longer meant to be read but simply felt—echoes of a voice that tried to explain and then gave up. The entire canvas feels like the inside of a mind during a storm, where language dissolves and meaning must be inferred from texture, color, and space. It does not scream, yet it is not still. It seethes. It questions. It waits. And in that quiet tension—beneath the chaos, beneath the abstraction—lies the very essence of poetry: the ache of meaning trying to surface in a world that has forgotten how to listen. All paintings are signed on the front and are delivered with the certificate of authenticity. High grade oil paint and mediums used . Packaging: Securely wrapped in bubble wrap then carefully packaged and shipped in a cardboard box

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ConditionExcellentColorsGrey, PinkMaterialCanvasNumber of items1First ownerYesOrientationSquareArt sizeMediumHeight80 cmWidth80 cm


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Houyet, BelgiumOn Whoppah since October 2024 • 1 sale
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