The Digital Conclave

A baroque gathering inside a cathedral of data. Ancient figures stand beneath glitch-wrought arches, whispering secrets in a language made of light and code.

This piece belongs to my ongoing series exploring the collision between Caravaggio’s chiaroscuro and the cold logic of recursion. Here, the sacred becomes fractured, yet the shadows remain alive — like ghosts preserved in digital stone.

1024 × 1024 px — 24-bit PNG Original artwork by Irinel Panacci Minted on teia.art — Milano, 2025