Picture of A Bird

In this painting, colors burst forth in a vertical surge like feathers of rosy fire. A bird seems to take shape, a fragile silhouette, suspended between sky and earth. Yet around it, straight lines rise, like invisible bars. One believes in openness, in the vast horizon, and already the illusion of freedom unfolds. But the very air becomes a prison, a wall of transparency restraining its flight. The bird, symbol of the soul, sways between the call of the sky and the shadow of the cage. Its song still breaks through, vibrant with hope, even in the heart of confinement. It reminds us how the strongest chains are often unseen. Thus, the quest for freedom becomes an inner path, an intimate victory. And if the bars exist only in our gaze, what key shall we dare to invent?