Sol, el Cuarto Cielo Felipe Balzo
I do not hide in the colors, from the unbearable reality. I want to think that I shape it, that it can be inhabited in other realities
I do not hide in the colors, from the unbearable reality. I want to think that I shape it, that it can be inhabited in other realities
THIS POEM ITS FROM AN UNPUBLISHED BOOK CALL “WHEN THE LAND ENDS” “CUANDO LA TIERRA SE ACABA. POEMA INEDITO by C Rodriguez Lanfranco
With this work I pay a debt to my history as a painter. Body painting being a theme that has crossed all of my work
THROWING UP THE ROAD, OPENING UP TO LANDSCAPES AS DIFFERENT AS VALLEYS, HILLS, DUNES, FACES, HANDS, SEAFOOD OR SANDY CLIFFS; AND LET YOURSELF BE CARRIED BY THE FINDINGS, AS VALUABLE SIGNS. FOLLOW YOUR INSTINCT, ERASE ALL TRACES AND GET LOST IN THE HOT SUMMER STEAM.
Having this home altar can be another way to remind myself of things I love or intentions I have for the future. If any of these rules are throwing me off, just trust my gut. You know what is best for you and your intentions. As long as you are in touch with your true desires, you’ll be fine to design your home altar anyway you like.
Contemplo la carne cruda, de mi invalido rostro, ligamentos de agua
se transforman en, quebradas ramas
que vibran desde la medula, del corazón atormentado
Being comfortable with calling myself an artist happened very recently. I have been drawing and painting since I was old enough to hold a crayon, but never considered myself an artist. It may have been imposter syndrome, but only in the past couple years have I fully embraced the title of artist, that I am …
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