interface

entering the woods with my camera
always capturing the light
touching the leaves, the moss, the fallen trees
yet the drawings are mostly lines and some color vibes
what's the interface
point of contact
between both
i wonder
and i wander

busco

la pintura, pues de momento busco, busco y busco,
con la esperanza de seguir buscando.
quiero profundidad, movimiento, y tranquilidad y plano a la vez.
color y blanco y negro a la vez.
tiempo que se vaya moviendo de veladura a veladura.
pero tambien lo mas tranquilo.

asi que bueno, lo siento, pero no lo veo, habra que seguir intentando para verlo...
aunque no sé si lo que quiero sea possible.

sick

sick of everything
sick of television, sick of the images that overwhelm us, sick of contemporary media, sick of drama, sick of attention seeking art.
sick of overexposure of people's private.
do something not dramatic, not flashy, not hype, honest.
go back to painting.
layer after layer after layer after

painting again

divin' into it again,
or at least letting myself go under its liquid,with the ambition not to fear .
looking for a painting that is light and shadow, architecture and nature, moving image and yet one painting.
hoping i won't surrender as what i feel i must paint i've never seen it.
so i'll glide into it , slowly, with courage as painting is god damned the cruelest, but yet the most beautiful thing.