Quintessence (1234)

In this painting, the breath of the elements gathers into vast luminous cells, as if the universe itself remembered its first inhalation. Deep blue bubbles drift between sparks of gold and red, evoking both the infinity of oceans and the blaze of newborn stars. Each cell seems to hold a miniature world, fragile and vibrant, where light and the mystery of creation circulate. Boundaries dissolve, substances merge, and the gaze glides from one sphere to another as if weightless. A secret passage seems to connect sky and earth, the intimate and the immense. Here everything whispers that quintessence is not a substance but a state of being, a subtle vibration linking flesh to the divine. Within this fluid dream, the spirit finds again its place of origin.