Quintessence (1194)

This painting bursts like a symphony in expansion: gold radiates above, violet spills below, and red surges cut across like flashes of life. One reads here the meeting of opposites, the union of hot and cold, of the solar and the nocturnal. Cells open into delicate networks, recalling the veins of wings or the filaments of the unseen. The gaze follows the sinuous flows linking each zone, discovering a ceaseless movement, at times torrent, at times breath. Matter becomes almost musical, as each burst seems like a note vibrating in the silence of the white ground. Quintessence here is expressed as a score of colors, a prayer in motion where every contrast finds its place. Perhaps it tells us that apparent chaos is only a vaster order beyond our grasp.