Quintessence (1124)

A winged silhouette traverses this canvas, like a mythical bird in mid-flight. Its wings embrace the shades of earth and fire, blending into ochres and reds as if dissolving into the very substance. It moves from left to right, leaving the past behind and heading towards the future, carried by the breath of celestial blues and translucent waters. All around, the universe seethes with bubbles and cells, a reminder that life everywhere is in perpetual effervescence. Yet the bird seeks not to dominate this space; on the contrary, it chooses humility, concealing itself within the palette, merging with the colours to better belong to the whole. Its presence is barely guessed, like a secret slipped into the fluidity of the painting. And what if we, too, were like this bird: advancing through the immensity of time, modest travellers in a universe that surpasses and welcomes us?