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In the world of Fragile Vision, every painting begins not with colour, but with a breath, a quiet fragment of poetry. From that breath, pigment drifts outward, carrying emotions too delicate for speech. Full brilliantly coloured red, green, blue, brown. Artist Jean-Baptiste Monge style. The pale ultra-pale hyper-pale half body portrait, cute Kyoto girl, traditional short mini skirt, in dynamic pose, a print of mathematical equations, astrological signs, glossy spheres of symbols, against a backdrop of drippy fungi mycelium slime mold, splash paint over robes, hieroglyphics symbols, alien calligraphy with Gestural Flourishes, ripples, Skips, Feathering, bleeding from indian ink, sketches of graph & waves, impasto oil painting, dark, abstract, ominous, style of Dave McKean and Stephen Gammell.
Disclosing White Lies & Dark Secrets
Beneath the calm of measured speech,
Where guarded thoughts often retreat,
There lies a vault of fractured truths—
Of softened tales and shadowed proofs.
White lies drift light on careful breath,
Meant not to wound, but guard from death
Of trust, of peace, of fragile ties—
A tender shield in gentle guise.
But dark secrets sleep heavy still,
They press the heart against its will;
A silent weight, a buried flame
That fears both judgement and its name.
To speak them is to risk the night,
To tear the veil that dims the light;
Yet silence carves its own sharp scars—
A prison built from unseen bars.
So courage wakes in quiet form,
A whispered truth against the storm;
For revelations, soft or stark,
Can guide the lost from creeping dark.
White lies dissolve with honest grace,
Dark secrets fade when named in place;
And souls once chained in hidden fears
Find room to breathe through fragile tears.
Thus dawn arrives on humbled ground,
Where truth is spoken, whole and sound—
And hearts, though trembling at the start,
Grow lighter with a freer heart.
