I heard the sound of prayer...It sounded like quietness amongst the garden of the nuns, it sounded like a plea from the heart of people in an utterance stage of vulnerability. It sounded like a groan from the soul and at times it sounded like a tear rolling on human skin.
'When prayer turns into a sound
A sound turning into a tapestry
The sound turns into a gown' ...because prayer dresses people and the room that hosts it and this is the essence of this painting.
