In Corde Coeli (88)

A veil of pink and orange descends upon the canvas like a tranquil dawn. Below, fluid greens and deep blues intertwine, crossed by golden flashes resembling wings or leaves carried by the current. The whole breathes lightness and momentum, like an invitation to be borne along by the light. Between the verticality of the clouds and the fluidity of the waves, the canvas unites serenity and movement. And what if this vision were the ultimate passage, where light becomes breath and breath becomes pure harmony?