Painting: Acrylic on Canvas.
That`s me...a sailor with a boat and no sea...
I guess my travels will have to be driven by the wind of imagination, guided by the stars of my dreams, My salis will be my souvenirs of you, my seas the love for my children.
Stranded phisically, freedom is within.
Keywords: sailing, Caribbean, solitude, Romulo Guardia, melancholy, Oricao