As Swift As Life

In this painting, a vast bird cuts through the azure in a sudden burst, yet its flight reverses direction: it moves from future back to past, as if one must first return to the source to gather breath anew. Its wings of fire and light entwine in a dizzying curve, like a spiral where memory and renewal converge. The sky, vast and pristine, becomes the stage of an inner journey where the path to ascension requires the humility of turning back. The bird embodies not an escape but a replenishment, reminding us that roots are sometimes the springboard for the highest flights. And could it be that to move forward, one must first relearn how to breathe in the depths of one’s own origin?