From the earth I come and towards it I go in a slow dance that unfolds before my eyes everything that I am, everything that I was, all the desire of who I want to be. I am bulnerable in the face of life. I take my actions as rituals, because if I don't, I die in the decay of banality and I was not born to be that. I promote the perfection of a healthy body, a crazy mind and the wisdom of nature that prevails over concepts, ideas, words, letters. The painting became a window. My fingers draw strokes that were always there. Art is to continue God's mission: To be the eternal source of infinity. The realities to which we remove the veil so that others can witness them never belonged to us. Missionary of beauty, horror and the sublime. I sing to the Sun, to the cycles, to the movement that gives life. I am poetry
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