In this work, I sought to depict the moment before form, before structure, before separation—
when light first fractured into color, and existence began to differentiate itself.

Birth of Color is not a representation of space or time.
It is a vision of pure emergence—where light tears through silence, and being begins as radiance.

The intensity of red and violet is not symbolic.
It is the consequence of light pressing into presence,
as if the cosmos were trying to remember how to become visible.

This is not a galaxy, not an explosion, not a sunrise.
It is the condition of firstness—a space before naming,
where color is not applied, but born from the struggle of existence to become felt.

Aligned with the principles of Luminousism,
this piece does not aim to describe, but to become.
It is a return to that origin where we once were only light, color, and unfolding will.