ABOUT THAT DOUBT:

One thing I am certain of: I came to love, and everyone knows that loving is suffering. Therefore, I know that nothing can be simple.
Ambivalences to infinity, on a seesaw that is neither straight nor has a fixed point. I can narrow myself, if necessary to give space to love, but I can also occupy an entire heart, even expelling its own owner. Everything still appears as absence. Everything disturbs me in these imperturbable things. You are rich, rich in all the misery that is not yours. But we don't ask for anything. What luck brought us from other stars to sprout, to know, to love, and to hurt? What bad luck propelled us through all the cracks? What second is this that can contain all the luck and all the misfortune of all things at the same time? And of course, it's all a lie, isn't it? No! Life is a useless thing. It arrives without knowing, and goes without knowing. But while it passes, it drags all the chains of this doubt. But what doubt is this? I don't know. I don't even know how to begin this question.
It is bigger than life itself. But then, I will ask it my entire life, in love, in painting, in music, and in every breath.
Perhaps life itself is the chance for us to formulate the most beautiful question about what it is.

// Oil on Canvas handmade painted by Susano Correia. The NFT represents the digital piece.