Quintessence (1144)

This canvas blazes with a verdant abundance: green unfolds in an infinite spectrum, like a forest in motion. Each shade, from emerald to jade, seems to be a leaf, a moss, a branch that breathes. At the heart of this eruption, flashes of yellow and orange emerge like solar flowers, bursting beneath the canopy. Brown and red veins draw deep roots, connecting this lushness to an unseen earth. The eye follows the path of the colors like circulating sap, nourishing every fragment of the composition. Here, the energy does not scatter: it converges, it grows, it expands. The entire painting resonates as a celebration of vitality. One can feel the Creator’s breath, who has planted in matter a force that never exhausts itself. Even in the apparent chaos of the flows, a hidden order asserts itself: that of growth, slow but irreversible. And if our soul were also an inner forest, destined to flourish according to the light it welcomes?