Éclosion (10-C1)

In this painting, a sea breeze brushes the skin of the world, awakening sleeping corals. Pigments entwine, transforming into foam petals and liquid branches. Beneath this burst of waves and roots, light seems to bloom by its own will. Each hue becomes the memory of movement, the trace of a cosmic breath. All is born, all undulates, all awakens — in the pure joy of being. And what if beauty were nothing more than a pulse of water in the heart of fire?