Quintessence (515)

A glowing wave floods the canvas, blazing like a living flame that unfolds in multiple bursts. Yellows and golds add their solar gleams, radiating an almost tangible warmth, while greens and blacks weave like furtive shadows between the incandescent waves. The forms seem in perpetual eruption, as if matter refused to be fixed. Here, everything breathes expansion, the vital impulse breaking boundaries to spread further. The meeting of hues creates an intensity that oscillates between the sweetness of ripe fruit and the violence of a blaze. It is a dance of contrasts, a fertile fire where color becomes seed of light. Then, before this surge of vitality, do we not feel the hidden call of our own inner fire, always ready to burst forth?