In The Origin of Colors, hues unfurl in a mesmerizing spiral, as if the very first breath of creation were captured mid-motion. At the center, a luminous white glows, not empty but filled with latent possibility. Around it, color emerges in swirling waves: soft dawn pinks melt into fiery oranges, cascading into golden yellows like sunlight breaking through mist. Cool tones spiral outward—seafoam greens, deep ceruleans, and mysterious indigos—blending and flowing into one another like elements seeking form.
Each ring of color feels both ancient and new, a cosmic fingerprint of birth and becoming. The spiral does not merely depict color; it evokes the myth of light dividing itself into multiplicity, a sacred unfolding from unity into diversity. Motion, emotion, and myth converge in every curve, as if viewers were witnessing color itself being born.
In The Origin of Colors, hues unfurl in a mesmerizing spiral, as if the very first breath of creation were captured mid-motion. At the center, a luminous white glows, not empty but filled with latent possibility. Around it, color emerges in swirling waves: soft dawn pinks melt into fiery oranges, cascading into golden yellows like sunlight breaking through mist. Cool tones spiral outward—seafoam greens, deep ceruleans, and mysterious indigos—blending and flowing into one another like elements seeking form.
Each ring of color feels both ancient and new, a cosmic fingerprint of birth and becoming. The spiral does not merely depict color; it evokes the myth of light dividing itself into multiplicity, a sacred unfolding from unity into diversity. Motion, emotion, and myth converge in every curve, as if viewers were witnessing color itself being born.
Acrylic On Board
Unframed Size: 20 x 20 x 0.5 in
Framed Size: 20.5 x 20.5 x 0.5 in
Visual metaphor, Abstract, Symbolism
