In Corde Coeli (14)

Columns of light rise, bursting from the darkness like liquid flames. Blue, yellow, and pink blend into an iridescent arc, evoking the vision of a celestial temple standing above the waves. Intense, vibrant reds seem to throb like fiery hearts at the center of the composition, radiating vital energy. Beneath this blazing ascent, violets branch into luminous streaks, like inverted roots anchoring the light within the abyss. The canvas then becomes a passage: a bridge of colors linking marine depths to fiery heights. The eye travels upward, carried by this vertical movement that recalls an offering, a silent prayer, a rising of the soul toward its origin. Each pigment becomes breath, each spark a note in an invisible symphony. And if these blazing columns were nothing other than the echo of our own hearts’ impulses, seeking too to join the light of heaven?