Thanks To The Dawn

In this painting, a blazing arc rises from the horizon, like a surge of light splitting the still-sleeping sky. The colors, ardent and fluid, soar upward like a solar wave, marking the birth of a new day. Each shade, from incandescent red to radiant gold, seems to embody the breath of that fleeting instant when the night withdraws and dawn stretches out its fiery fingers. The vast, soothing blue becomes the setting for this eruption, reminding us that brightness is always born from the depths of shadow. Here, abstraction turns into metaphor: hope reborn, the endless cycle of new beginnings, the promise carried within each sunrise. Is it not in this very first glow that the soul glimpses, for a moment, the possibility of a world to reinvent?