It was close to Christmas and I went to the store to buy a Christmas tree. Unfortunately it was too expensive for me and I could not buy it. I decided to paint a tree and decorate whatever I like. I always paint anything I wish for. And in the end, it's not something I do not have.
This collection is based on social, political, religious and emotional issues that have no end because there is change at every moment and It occupies my mind with various issues. The way of thinking of carnal human beings is death, but the way of thinking that is in the rule of the soul is life. What I learned from this world was an infinite totality until I reached a pure detail If it is not the pain of puberty and growth, seeing light will never be experienced. The progress of the world from the use of power Is collective; That a house is thrown And have away; It will never benefit us.Finally, after all the hopes and disappointments, we reach a kind of mania. Out of great sadness, I saw only beauties. Every work is a story and an endless grief that hope makes it last. I remain somewhere between reality and dream. My dreams continue and reality comes to an end.
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It was close to Christmas and I went to the store to buy a Christmas tree. Unfortunately it was too expensive for me and I could not buy it. I decided to paint a tree and decorate whatever I like. I always paint anything I wish for. And in the end, it's not something I do not have.
This collection is based on social, political, religious and emotional issues that have no end because there is change at every moment and It occupies my mind with various issues. The way of thinking of carnal human beings is death, but the way of thinking that is in the rule of the soul is life. What I learned from this world was an infinite totality until I reached a pure detail If it is not the pain of puberty and growth, seeing light will never be experienced. The progress of the world from the use of power Is collective; That a house is thrown And have away; It will never benefit us.Finally, after all the hopes and disappointments, we reach a kind of mania. Out of great sadness, I saw only beauties. Every work is a story and an endless grief that hope makes it last. I remain somewhere between reality and dream. My dreams continue and reality comes to an end.