Mirabilis

This painting opens like a revelation. Colored striations—red, pink, orange—burst forth in sprays of light, rising in an ascending surge. Turquoise and gold answer one another, like sky and sun entwined, giving the canvas a vibrant, almost sacred clarity. The matter, worked with both strength and suppleness, retains the thickness of earth while lightening toward the ether. Each stroke of the knife seems to translate a breath: that of a nature rising, unfolding, kindled from within. The intense red, like a burning ember, here becomes a source of light; it no longer evokes density but openness, as though flame were transfigured into radiance. Around it, violet and turquoise soften this ardor, enveloping it in an atmosphere of peace. “Mirabilis” is more than a painting: it is a threshold. It marks the passage from a world rooted in matter to a universe of clarity, where forms soar like colored prayers toward the invisible. It is a song of metamorphosis, a promise of elevation.