SILENCE AMONG THE FLOWERS (quartet)
20x20cm each, oil on cradle wood panel
"Silence among the flowers" is a breath within closed rooms, a whisper of color that doesn’t try to shout but to hold time still.
Each vase is not merely a vessel of flowers, but a keeper of suspended moments: fragile, intense, unrepeatable.
It’s not about botany—it’s about what lingers after the scent fades: the impression of a presence, the memory of a gesture, the poetry that stays silent yet fills the air.
Within this silence, four canvases speak:
LAST BLOOM — A solitary flower, last guardian of a moment that refuses to end. Not melancholy, but a thin light that endures.
YELLOW MEMORY — Sunflowers bending to the light as if trying to hold on to a memory. Yellow becomes remembrance that does not fade.
MIDNIGHT ORANGE — A dark vase, a deep blue, and an orange burning in the silence of the night. It doesn’t speak, but it lingers like an inner constellation.
THREE RED SIGHS — Three red flowers rising like held breaths: fragile, intense, marks of an emotion that needs no voice.
Four gazes upon the same breath, four silences that intertwine.
Together they tell a whole cycle, yet each painting, on its own, preserves its unique voice.
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"Silence among the flowers" is a breath within closed rooms, a whisper of color that doesn’t try to shout but to hold time still.
Each vase is not merely a vessel of flowers, but a keeper of suspended moments: fragile, intense, unrepeatable.
It’s not about botany—it’s about what lingers after the scent fades: the impression of a presence, the memory of a gesture, the poetry that stays silent yet fills the air.
Within this silence, four canvases speak:
LAST BLOOM — A solitary flower, last guardian of a moment that refuses to end. Not melancholy, but a thin light that endures.
YELLOW MEMORY — Sunflowers bending to the light as if trying to hold on to a memory. Yellow becomes remembrance that does not fade.
MIDNIGHT ORANGE — A dark vase, a deep blue, and an orange burning in the silence of the night. It doesn’t speak, but it lingers like an inner constellation.
THREE RED SIGHS — Three red flowers rising like held breaths: fragile, intense, marks of an emotion that needs no voice.
Four gazes upon the same breath, four silences that intertwine.
Together they tell a whole cycle, yet each painting, on its own, preserves its unique voice.
Availables here 👇 or DM me
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Original oil paintings
SILENCE AMONG THE FLOWERS (quartet)
✓ ORIGINAL oil painting (WITHOUT FRAME)
✓ Size: 20x20cm each
✓ Materials: Oil on cradle wood panel
✓ Completed: September 27, 2025
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