The soul is like a violin string: it makes music only when it is stretched.

-Neal A. Maxwell

In the romantic and mystical times of the 19th century, an artist who was inspired by the works of Frédéric Chopin and identified with art, isolated himself from the outside world and lost himself.

As a lover of classical music, I feel elevated when I hear the violin. I can feel it in the air. I must pay my respects to Frédéric Chopin, Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky, Camille Saint-Saës, Sergei Prokofiev. I owe this work to them. The process behind this artwork is actually the integration of the notes and the colorful shapes that emerge as the melody drags my fingers with the paint. My soul somehow snuck into my art. The soul is as equally attached to the body as I am to this piece. It gracefully portrays itself as the one playing the violin.

I feel incredible that the violin has finally found a place in my art. I am sure that ‘whisper’ will be the beginning of many.

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