Skywards

A turquoise breath floods this canvas, vast as a celestial ocean. At its center, an architecture of light rises, shaped of fiery reds, flowing greens, and golden yellows. It resembles a staircase of air, a fragile tower born from the sweep of the brush. The composition suggests an ascent: every line, every spark, points upward. Colors echo each other as stages of an inner journey. Red becomes impulse, green becomes breath, yellow becomes illumination. All balances within a vertical vibration, stretched toward unseen clarity. The path is not paved with stones, but with breaths, transparencies, and surges.  It does not impose itself: it invites the viewer to take it, in the silence of their soul. Thus, the canvas becomes a passage, an opening, an intimate ladder.