Quintessence (216)

This canvas is illuminated by an unexpected gradient: deep violet opens onto flashes of green, yellow and orange, like a chromatic germination at the heart of a purple night. A tiny yet ardent violet flower emerges at the crossing of the hues, like a singular star, fragile yet sovereign. All around, the material seems to fracture, making way for this surge of life. The greens unfurl like cosmic mosses, bearers of fresh sap. Yellows and golds burst forth in luminous splashes, recalling the fecundity of light as it pierces the shadow. Lower down, incandescent pink gathers in terrestrial corollas, evoking secret gardens suspended in space. The gaze follows this ascending movement, as if each colour sought to rise, to cross the invisible threshold between density and infinity. This is not merely an explosion of pigments, but a passageway, an opening to another dimension of being. And what if this tiny cosmic flower were not simply an apparition, but a sign that even in the vast darkness, life always finds its way?