SPACE

Mixed media, acrylic, and glitter on canvas There are places in the universe where light is born from the deepest darkness. In *Space*, we witness this birth. From the absolute black on the left—cosmic void, complete silence—a stream of purple, mauve, and bright pink emerges, widening, intensifying, and exploding toward the right into a luminous, almost blinding white. This is not a sunset. It is a creation. The boundary between black and light is not a line; it is a territory. A zone of turbulence where matter takes shape, where chaos takes form. White splashes dot the dark background like stars violently hurled into space, fragments of an explosion still in progress. The glitter catches the light and reflects it intermittently; the canvas shimmers depending on the angle from which it is viewed, as if it were breathing. The purple here is not soft. It is electric, impetuous, almost alive. It pushes against the black with an urgency that resembles willpower. *Space* speaks of that moment suspended between nothing and everything—the precise instant when something decides to exist and nothing can stop it anymore.