Socam

Solidarity by the sun has not come out today.
friend infallible,unconditional

has given way to a stubborn haze autumnal.
capricious and wet morning it is prepared to give its welcome to this day
it returns that us to the centennial work of memories, demands and hopes of the man,
baste every day to its historic footprint.
sometimes happy, sometimes not
egoistic others;
and there,
of as much in as much,the surprise of a delivery
without waiting for nothing in return,
A currency that does not wait for the returned one
like this sun of the old man I renew to me,
like this May first.
Without your street fights,
with your fog tears,
On the restlessness of deads

I think I have painted since I could use a brush. In my childhood gave my drawings and paintings to all who loved her.

I have not had the opportunity to have art teachers. My youth has not been easy. He learned to paint by painting and admire the techniques and forms of the good artists realistic, which I exfuerzo to follow.

I am self-taught, my greatest pleasure is to work in good taste, which rejoice the eyes of those who see , I firmly believe that respect for others is a good exposure to our roots.


The world is a theme for my art and each of their things I stop by a fragment. Landscape situations, characters, in short everything that caught my eye

The images invade my mind
and demanding freedom from there, it becomes effective on Canvas, the idea is now a real vision


It is part of the restlessness of the artist, ignored or surrounded by uproarious flatteries the artist always it exposes his to feel, is its way to exist, his Its oxygen, its true reason of being.


Thanks visitor for your time and your reading of my messages. Like tenth in Hebrew: תודה רב