I'm so old, this reminds me of "Pipes of Peace" by Paul McCartney
THE QUIET ROOM
50x40cm, oil on board
Completed May 8, 2025
There’s a moment, between one thought and the next, when everything goes quiet.
That silence is what I tried to capture here: morning light, an empty chair, a weightless kind of waiting.
This painting was born on a day I needed to listen to the silence, to let it in.
It doesn’t tell a specific story, but maybe it can evoke yours.
Now that it’s finished, it will need at least a couple of weeks to dry, but it’s available on my website for purchase in Bitcoin.
Or feel free to DM me to reserve it, discuss custom arrangements, or simply ask for more details.
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Discussion
I light a candle tooo our loooove
Thank you Mike 🙏🫂🎨
Could this look good hanging in your home?
I am currently selling my homes and a lot of art that has been accumulated.
By the middle of next year, I should have more homes again with blank wall space, at which point I shall come shopping.
Thank you so much Mike 🙏
I truly appreciate you keeping my work in mind during such a big transition.
When the walls return, I’d be honored to be part of your new spaces.
And if something speaks to you before then, feel free to reach out — pieces can be reserved ahead of time, and you know, I do accept only Bitcoin.
I jus realised, it's also very like Vincent Van Gogh's chair:
To be compared to Van Gogh is too generous, I thank you very much. 😍
Actually this painting is more like the ones the Dutch artists did, reinterpreted in an impressionist light.
Like Vermeer or de Hooch?
I have this, which I'm not selling:
Oh my God! 🤩 It's gourgeous, congrats for your painting 🎨
At this point I am even more honored that one day one of my paintings will be among those you own.
This is a lovely work. As is your new painting, Carlo. Your description reminds me of the space between an inhale and an exhale, the moment of simultaneous pause and movement, like how a wave rolls into and over itself at the beginning, or at the end, when it reaches its limit on the sand, standing still for an instant yet also moving both forward, and backward.
I’ll never forget the experience of sitting by the ocean, breathing in time with it. At first I tried what I had been told: exhale when the wave came up the sand, inhale when it receded… but it felt misaligned.
I swapped, inhaling as the water came toward me. When it reached as far as it could, so too had my lungs taken all the air they could hold. The sensation of still motion, from inhale to exhale, matched perfectly with the movement of the water. It was a rare flow state, but it stuck with me.
Thank you both for the reminder 🙏
Thanks my friend and patron 🫂🎨💜