As if everything were a dream, where the chains are reversed and I no longer know where to look, where to go. When everything becomes abstract and my footsteps lead me to familiar but indecipherable images. My world, my universe rises before my eyes like a skyscraper focused on outer space. Rain, rivers, unknown men, the diversity that gives life to the sighs that emanate from each mouth, from each laugh, from each moment.
Sometimes with a slightly lost look. Don't be afraid, I'm with inverted eyes looking a little inward, accommodating ideas, finding answers to questions without sounds that haunt me through without a clear voice, but with strong sensations that frame a natural rhythm.
Illustration in the form of a personal comic that describes how I feel sometimes with everything that lies in this world. Deconstruction of beliefs, limitations, and a postcard of a dream. The line as a personal universe that relates pieces of me.
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