The Winged Cradle Of the World

Within a vast azure setting, two forces meet and intertwine. To the left, a blazing corolla—coil of life wrapped upon itself—seems to cradle a primordial spark. To the right, sprays of blue, supple and manifold, rise like unfurled wings. Together, they form a protective arch, a vibrant refuge sheltering the essence of the world.
The movement is circular, both cradle and flight, oscillating between the intimate and the infinite. Incandescent orange converses with deep blues: a union of fire and water, of nurturing earth and boundless sky. This encounter suggests the fragile and necessary balance underlying every birth. “The Winged Cradle of the World” is not only a pictorial embrace: it is the metaphor of a beginning—that of humanity, which, to grow, has always needed ardent roots and wings open to the horizon.