B. Josephson

In this polyptych of light and pigment, Lumina Samadhi opens a silent passageway inward. Rhythmic forms dance on a harmonic axis, while transparent layers of gloss allow the canvas to breathe-as if each brushstroke is an echo of stardust that once ignited our childlike imagination. Those who keep looking here hear the fragile melody of his first questions.

Scents of warmed grass, the salty trace of sea air, the musty sweetness of an attic full of toys-they sneak into your senses uninvited, but welcome. The colors do not weigh: they float, pulling threads between memories we thought lost to the gravity of growth. Within this symmetrical constellation, contours become fluid; the abstract makes room for a deeply personal landscape in which recognition and discovery coincide.

Thus the work connects the interdimensional and the intimate-the cosmic and the childlike-in one breath. It invites the viewer to reverse course: not forward, but back to the place where dreams were born without measure or reason. There, in that regained Samadhi of light, it becomes clear that our inner child is not an echo from the past, but an ever-flowing source of playful power.