
amigos, no tienen ni idea
haha
realmente me gusta pintar
porque me salva la vida cada dia
no tienen ni idea de como me deprimo
ante mis incapacidades y mis circustancias
me desespero y me lleno de tristeza
pierdo el horizonte y el sentido de esperanza
y aunque a veces no quiero volver nunca a levantar una pluma
bien empiezo a dibujar o pintar y empiezo a sentir una plena satisfacción
y realmente me ayuda a combatir la sombria tristeza
y me hacer volver a sentirme vivo y capaz de hacer algo que me hace feliz.
No puedo parar, porque siento que si me detengo me muero.
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Sometimes i question the reason of my existance,
i find myself desolated from hope when i go trough the answers.
but the anwers that come from dragging a pen in the nothigness of white
makes me feel happy that im still alive
Sometimes i believe i have a curse,
one that has made me to feel alive only when i paint.
and i got nothing else that can comfort me.
///
Sobre la pintura quiero decir que fue rapido de realizar
inesperada, duro tal vez un poco mas de una hora de hacer
vi algunas referencias y lo demas fue espontaneo
Yo veo que esto podria ser una meditación sobre la temporalidad-
y no creo que haya mas que decir
creo que esto lo hago por el bien de mismo
realmente no siento que tenga una dirección o rumbo razonable.
creo que estoy aqui todos los dias esperando a que algo suceda
y no se que pueda ser.
pero mientras tanto, esto me hace feliz.
negra melancolia,
me mantiene atado a un pendulo
entre dolores y risas
entre lagrimas y consuelo
entre carcajadas y quejas
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haha
realmente me gusta pintar
porque me salva la vida cada dia
no tienen ni idea de como me deprimo
ante mis incapacidades y mis circustancias
me desespero y me lleno de tristeza
pierdo el horizonte y el sentido de esperanza
y aunque a veces no quiero volver nunca a levantar una pluma
bien empiezo a dibujar o pintar y empiezo a sentir una plena satisfacción
y realmente me ayuda a combatir la sombria tristeza
y me hacer volver a sentirme vivo y capaz de hacer algo que me hace feliz.
No puedo parar, porque siento que si me detengo me muero.
///
Sometimes i question the reason of my existance,
i find myself desolated from hope when i go trough the answers.
but the anwers that come from dragging a pen in the nothigness of white
makes me feel happy that im still alive
Sometimes i believe i have a curse,
one that has made me to feel alive only when i paint.
and i got nothing else that can comfort me.
///
Sobre la pintura quiero decir que fue rapido de realizar
inesperada, duro tal vez un poco mas de una hora de hacer
vi algunas referencias y lo demas fue espontaneo
Yo veo que esto podria ser una meditación sobre la temporalidad-
y no creo que haya mas que decir
creo que esto lo hago por el bien de mismo
realmente no siento que tenga una dirección o rumbo razonable.
creo que estoy aqui todos los dias esperando a que algo suceda
y no se que pueda ser.
pero mientras tanto, esto me hace feliz.
negra melancolia,
me mantiene atado a un pendulo
entre dolores y risas
entre lagrimas y consuelo
entre carcajadas y quejas
v01 18/05/2019
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i loved what you just said,
even thought i'm not sure I completely understand it. hehe
but i really liked the last part,
i have seen many great artworks get done,
while artists are going trough the darkest times.
My struggle is not physical, but is in the mind.
i have sometimes tried to "fake" my feelings and paint something that has no relatable value to me,
but those times is when painting becomes a burden rather than a joy.
between the too many things i have to do in the day that are already a burden for me,
it doesn't longer makes sense that i end up the day painting something that only adds more pain to it.
See sometimes i don't know if people really enjoy watching what i do and upload/write here,
i question myself each day if i should stop or not
i really do this for me, because it really brings me a sort of joy in doing it.
i just happen to post here because the content seem that could fit since its anthro stuff.
and i been doing this for years,
just that i only painted for me in secret, and never released anything, ever.
But i do try, I really try, to do something meaningful each time.
even thought i'm not sure I completely understand it. hehe
but i really liked the last part,
i have seen many great artworks get done,
while artists are going trough the darkest times.
My struggle is not physical, but is in the mind.
i have sometimes tried to "fake" my feelings and paint something that has no relatable value to me,
but those times is when painting becomes a burden rather than a joy.
between the too many things i have to do in the day that are already a burden for me,
it doesn't longer makes sense that i end up the day painting something that only adds more pain to it.
See sometimes i don't know if people really enjoy watching what i do and upload/write here,
i question myself each day if i should stop or not
i really do this for me, because it really brings me a sort of joy in doing it.
i just happen to post here because the content seem that could fit since its anthro stuff.
and i been doing this for years,
just that i only painted for me in secret, and never released anything, ever.
But i do try, I really try, to do something meaningful each time.
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