Seasons 133 (Autumn Path)

A luminous corridor of ochres and molten gold opens through dense, chromatic foliage, as if the forest itself were parting to release a remembered light. Thick, impasto strokes fracture the scene into tactile facets—crimson and rust pressing from the left, cool teals and violets gathering on the right—so the path becomes a threshold between heat and hush, urgency and repose. The spare, branching trunks read like calligraphic nerves, framing a passage that suggests not merely travel, but a slow initiation into clarity where shadow is transmuted into radiance.