Quintessence (1106)

This canvas unfolds in broad currents, like a fresco in motion where the elements intertwine. Blues and turquoises flow in fluid layers, resembling celestial rivers. Golds and browns appear as precious sediments, mineral roots at the heart of the tumult. Here and there, unexpected bursts emerge: a vibrant fuchsia, a deep violet, an incandescent red — eruptions that break the harmony only to reinvent it. The eye gets lost in this shifting cartography: is it a mountain of flames, a cosmic sea, or the intimate texture of an organism in gestation? Every line seems to vibrate, every color breathes, as if the canvas captures the secret pulse of the universe. And if what we see is not an external landscape, but an amplified reflection of our own inner world, in perpetual metamorphosis?