Quintessence (21)

In this painting, colour unfolds like a stream of incandescent stars. Gold and orange spread across the centre, resembling a solar cloud that sets the darkness ablaze. Shards of turquoise, emerald and pink burst forth as fragments of the universe—flashes of matter in fusion. The eye is lost in this tumult, where every stain, every halo appears both an explosion and a germination. One seems to glimpse the birth of constellations, islands of light clustering silently within the void. Deep black becomes a matrix, a shadowy womb from which worlds emerge. This alchemy of shadow and clarity reminds us that chaos is not an end but a beginning, and that from dispersion, harmony is born. Thus, this interstellar fresco invites us to contemplate the beauty of impermanence, the eternal dance of matter as it flares and dissolves. Yet, if all is born from light and returns to it, what becomes of the mystery that gazes back at us, beyond every visible form?