Quintessence (422)

A torrent of incandescent red surges across the canvas, mingled with bursts of solar yellow and dazzling white. The whole seems ablaze, like a volcano in eruption or a dance of flames leaping from the night. Black, in the background, lends this explosion of colors all its strength, all its intensity. The red streams recall burning lava—matter both destructive and creative—that transforms the landscape it crosses. Yellow illuminates this ardor, like a ray of dawn within the blaze, while white evokes purification, an ascension beyond earthly density. This extreme contrast tells of the beauty of the inner fire: the one that destroys the old to give birth to the new, the one that burns to purify, the one that shines even within darkness. The chance of the gesture here becomes the revelation of a fundamental energy. And if our own inner wildfires were not endings, but the beginnings of a world still invisible?