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horses by the sea. I caressed their heads and gave them herbs. They liked better taking them from my hands than picking them up from the floor.
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“(...) Me siento como cuando era una niña, pero menos asustada. Bajé la calle hacia casa con una mano agarrando el ramo de flores silvestres y el otro brazo extendido haciendo repiquetear los dedos en la valla de metal. Mientras recogía flores a un lado de la carretera, o algún insecto entre los dedos, pasaban coches. Me sentía extraña, extranjera, una bruja. Solía pensar que era un hada extraviada, que pronto vendrían a recogerme. Ahora vuelve esa certeza de no pertenecer, pero el regreso al mundo de las hadas no es otro que la muerte.”
—DIARIO: vacaciones del verano de 2016, martes 28 de junio del 2016
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A boy what was playing around yesterday beside my music school. I had a lot of fun drawing him.
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"A PROMISE BY THE SWAMP”
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A photograph I took three months ago. The woods are so different now... I’m preparing myself to leave for a 15km hike and I’m terrified but also excited.
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In Spanish, this butterfly is called “ninfa del bosque”, and I don’t know their name in English, so I’m going to call it wood’s nymph.
I’m making more and I’m planning on selling them, so if anyone is interested just let me know.
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It’s been a week or so since I started reorganizing my bedroom. I keep too much garbage... I’m changing that now. Still, between all that crappy stuff there are some treasures. I found all my old journals and reorganized them. I’ve been writing them since I was seven. Between 2009 and 2010 I didn’t write a thing, but in 2011 i wrote no less than six journals.
I made one from scratch for this summer holidays; I’ve been writing like ten days, but I’m pretty sure I’m going to finish it. It makes me realize what I think and feel, which is actually a really difficult task for me. It makes me feel really good.
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”COMFORT”
Acrylic on cardboard, 50x70. 2016.
I really liked painting this thing. It was kind of an experiment; I don’t usually paint this way.
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Natural drawing
Charcoal on paper, 100x70. 2016.
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”AUTOPORTRAIT”
Gouache on 50x70 watercolor paper. 2016.
This was a project for college. The theme was “my personality”. Right now I’m not sure about who I am. The only thing I know is that I feel everything really intensely; I’m an emotional person, I’m visceral. I thought the best way to represent myself was through my organs.
I feel insects living in my lungs, preventing me from breathing; my anxiety. My heart is nothing more than a piece of the outside world, a brown moving thing that has not form, that I don’t understand. In my stomach you will find birds, not butterflies, the great joy that sometimes, when the birds fly to carelessly and forget to look out for their beaks, hurts me. Under those, I have a hole. The unknown. And, even lower, my intestines, a gloomy snake —an animal that scares me to death. My fear.
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TERRARIUM
Cardboard, painted cardboard, silver paper, sand paper and jeans fabric on 50x70 cardboard. 2016.
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