The Silence That Became Sound: Inside the Rebirth of MIRUD
There’s a stillness that only artists understand. It’s not the absence of noise—it’s the waiting. The sharpening. The inward pull before the outward burst. For MIRUD, silence wasn’t retreat—it was a strategy. And when he emerged again, he didn’t return as the same man. He came back transformed. The Quiet Flame Somewhere between the late nights in the studio and