Where the Quiet Things Guard9X12 Inch Original mixed media oil painting on gallery wrapped canvas. Ready to hang. In the hush of fading bloom, a mantis stands watch, small, green, and holy. Around her, dried petals curl inward like secrets kept too long. Stems lean together like they once held weight, and still remember how. The color is soft chaos: bruised sunset, worn velvet, the last breath of a garden. But the mantis doesnt mourn. She guards. This is a piece about stillness