Quintessence (1306)

This canvas unfolds like a mineral yet fluid fresco. Greens stretch into serpentine layers, like ancient rivers carving their passage through rock. Deep browns recall the density of earth, while beiges and whites settle like strata of sand, memories of vanished oceans. Above, luminous blues open into airy spaces, giving the whole a celestial dimension. One can read both the depth of a canyon and the lightness of a current of air. This shifting landscape oscillates between solidity and fluidity, between gravity and ascent. Everything seems inscribed in a slow geological script, yet inhabited by an invisible breath, owing to the patience of time that shapes and reveals?