Quintessence (280)

This canvas unfurls like a stellar map where shadow and light contend for space. Sheets of gold and purple burst forth amidst turquoise flashes and fluorescent green, sketching a network of energies in fusion. At the centre, a vaporous, almost spectral form rises like a being of mist, born from the meeting of fire and water, matter and breath. Black filaments resemble roots traversing the universe, linking each glimmer of light to invisible depths. One seems to sense a pulse, a vibration animating this mosaic of colours, as though the entire universe were breathing through the painting. The dark zones are not empty; they harbour a memory, a fertile silence from which the colours spring forth with even greater power. Each drop of gold appears as a nascent star, each white efflorescence a passage to somewhere beyond. Everything is interwoven, everything responds to one another, in a disorder that may in fact be a harmony not yet unveiled. And what if chaos were not a prologue, but already the finished work of an order too vast for our eyes?