Quintessence (117)

In this painting, the colours embrace in a flamboyant outpouring. Deep red spreads like a sea of cosmic lava, crossed by flecks of gold that glimmer like fragments of scattered stars. At the centre, blue and white intertwine, forming an almost winged figure—a stellar butterfly, or the apparition of a cosmic angel. Violets and turquoises diffuse a mysterious aura about them, recalling that every birth is wrapped in a halo of mystery. Here, matter does not merely exist: it breathes, unfolds, and is transfigured into light. The whole evokes a revelation, an opening within the density of worlds, as if a door had just begun to open between the visible and the invisible. One senses the beauty of metamorphosis, the instant when chaos acquires form, when the formless becomes symbol. But if the universe harbours such unexpected moments of grace, are we not, too, invited to unfurl our own inner wings?