Quintessence (339)

This canvas blazes like a radiant dawn. To the left, deep blues and violets soar in fluid waves, reminiscent of wings of foam or celestial draperies. They seem to part, allowing light to break through. In the centre and to the right, bursts of gold, incandescent red and green erupt like a primordial coral of fire, a blossoming rising from the shadow. A small pink flower, almost timid, stands watch over this luminous tumult: fragile yet essential, it embodies the breath of life that is forever reborn. Gold flows everywhere, like a sap of light connecting each fragment of colour, unifying the whole in a subtle alchemy. Here, chaos becomes order, dispersion transforms into harmony. The canvas evokes the very moment when night tips into day, when mystery opens onto promise. One senses both the power of fire, the fluidity of water and the fertility of earth — all gathered in a single vision. And so a question arises: what if every dawn were but a reminder of the origin, an invitation to be endlessly reborn in the light of the Creator?