Hi my friends 🫂🎨🧡
I need to tell you something I haven't said clearly before.
For months now, I've been working on something larger than individual paintings.
A project in four movements:
SILENCE AMONG THE CLOUDS ☁️ — complete (4 paintings)
SILENCE AMONG THE FLOWERS 🌸 — complete (4 paintings)
SILENCE AMONG THE WAVES 🌊 — just completed (4 paintings)
SILENCE AMONG THE SILENCES 🔲 — coming (4 paintings)
16 paintings. 4 quartets. One question that keeps evolving:
*What does silence look like?*
I started with clouds — the silence of things that drift and dissolve.
Then flowers — the silence of fragility, of bloom and fade.
Now waves — the silence that remains beneath restless motion.
And finally, silences — plural, abstract, unbound.
The first three quartets are 20×20cm. Contained. Held in a square frame.
But the last quartet breaks free: **20×25cm**.
Because when you strip away clouds, flowers, waves — when you're left with silence facing silence — the square can no longer hold it.
It needs to rise...
This is what I'm building.
This is the my cathedral. 🔲
Now you have the whole structure.
Now you know where it's going. 🔲
Available works here 👇:
#art #artstr #painting #isolabellart
For months now, I've been working on something larger than individual paintings.
A project in four movements:
SILENCE AMONG THE CLOUDS ☁️ — complete (4 paintings)
SILENCE AMONG THE FLOWERS 🌸 — complete (4 paintings)
SILENCE AMONG THE WAVES 🌊 — just completed (4 paintings)
SILENCE AMONG THE SILENCES 🔲 — coming (4 paintings)
16 paintings. 4 quartets. One question that keeps evolving:
*What does silence look like?*
I started with clouds — the silence of things that drift and dissolve.
Then flowers — the silence of fragility, of bloom and fade.
Now waves — the silence that remains beneath restless motion.
And finally, silences — plural, abstract, unbound.
The first three quartets are 20×20cm. Contained. Held in a square frame.
But the last quartet breaks free: **20×25cm**.
Because when you strip away clouds, flowers, waves — when you're left with silence facing silence — the square can no longer hold it.
It needs to rise...
This is what I'm building.
This is the my cathedral. 🔲
Now you have the whole structure.
Now you know where it's going. 🔲
Available works here 👇:
Isolabellart
Isolabellart
Original oil paintings
Plebeian Market
**THE FIRST SURGE**
The moment when the sea holds its breath, before everything begins to move. A tense silence, full of unspoken promises. The wave that hasn't risen yet — but will.
**THE BROKEN CREST**
The wave that breaks — free and fragile — revealing within its roar another kind of stillness. Even in chaos, there is something that doesn't move. Not absence — presence.
**THE DISTANT SWELL**
The swell you see from shore. Far enough that you can't hear it, but close enough to know it's coming. A line so thin it almost isn't there. Sometimes distance is the only way to hear silence clearly.
**THE RESTING DEEP**
Where everything settles. Where light sinks and reflects at once. The deepest silence — the one that holds everything we cannot see anymore, but know is there. Where everything is quiet, but nothing is still.
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Four moments. One breath from surface to depth.
I started with a question: what does silence sound like when the sea never stops moving?
This quartet is my answer.
But it's not the only answer.
Because this is the third movement of something larger — something I haven't fully shown you yet.
Tomorrow, I'll tell you about the whole structure.
Links artshop:
20×20cm, oil on cradle wood panel
The final piece of SILENCE AMONG THE WAVES.
Where everything settles. Where light sinks and reflects at once. Where the deepest blue holds a memory of warmth.
This is the silence that doesn't empty — it gathers. It rests, but nothing is still beneath.
THE FIRST SURGE: the breath held
THE BROKEN CREST: the break
THE DISTANT SWELL: the echo
THE RESTING DEEP: where it all returns
The quartet is complete.
#art #artstr #painting #isolabellart 
Part 3 of SILENCE AMONG THE WAVES.
The swell you see from shore — far enough that you can't hear it, but close enough to know it's coming.
A line so thin it almost isn't there. A cloud that holds all the light. Water that darkens as it deepens.
Sometimes distance is the only way to hear silence clearly.
One more painting to complete this quartet. Then, the final movement begins.
20×20cm, oil on cradle wood panel
#art #artstr #painting #isolabellart
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Life is like an illusion.
It seems to have substance only in emotions.
Like an artist who shapes matter, we shape our existence through how we choose to feel, perceive, and respond to the world.
Art evokes emotions.
Life is art.
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