In Corde Coeli (82)

A turquoise torrent cuts across the canvas, weaving between glowing red and golden masses that fall like cascades of fire. On the left, violet and gray mists envelop the scene, while greens burst forth in vegetal flashes, like sprays of life. The whole breathes with the power of a meeting of the elements: water, fire, air, and light respond to one another in an intense dynamic. And what if this outpouring were not merely a collision of the elements, but the reflection of a passage where chaos gives birth to a new harmony?