In Corde Coeli (50)

Beneath a radiant yellow sky, matter arranges itself in powerful contrasts. Crimson masses rise like liquid cliffs, streaked with magenta and violet flows. In the background, green forms burst forth like phosphorescent trees or vegetal halos, lending the scene an organic breath. The whole seems to waver between a terrestrial landscape and an abstract vision, where each element transforms under the gaze. And what if this canvas were the image of a dreamed nature, emerging at the threshold between memory and imagination?