May Is Blowing (4)

This painting opens like a secret path, traversed by air and light. Between the dense greens, like shifting foliage, flows a blazing current where orange, blue, and red answer each other in liquid reflections. One could imagine a spring stream, shimmering under the breath of wind animating its banks. The matter, worked with the knife, retains a carnal thickness, yet movement carries it toward an airy fluidity. The striations become currents, undulations, colored respirations. Here, the painting breathes in rhythm with the breath itself, as though nature were exhaling its vital energy. Each burst of color seems like a note in an invisible melody: green soothes, orange warms, blue refreshes. Together, they form a shifting harmony, like the murmur of a breeze in the foliage. This painting invites us to be carried along, to follow this luminous flow opening a passage toward an imaginary Eden. This is a painting not only to be contemplated—it is to be breathed.