Volcano 3 Painting

From an early age the colors were a necessary part of my life. My first pencil box becomes a wonderful instrumental that from early childhood, starts to take form, volume, the magic moments of inspiration. The colors, pencils, become my inseparable companions that satisfies a vital need for expression, an indomitable impulse that leads me to scribble ideas. Starring a path whose common denominator is the continuous I feel, seek, find and express … And we repeat this quartet in a different order but one result: the visual expression of what happily found. Tecniques, colors, brushes…any material becomes necessary. Pencils start sharing space with other expressive partners which help me to keep looking into things, to experience and interpret that magic moment called inspiration. With warm sensations of the island that saw me grow, I arrive, years later, to northen lands where scenes, aromas, colors and shades looked so different helping me to enrich and stimulate my curiosity. Making the creative palette much bigger. Walking whithout walking cause there’s no way, there’s no goal. There’s only the need for expresing, the need for being, keep on being in every expression and…never loosing those first colors, those first pencils that with all magic were painting my feelings, building an eternal and long journey without end. And in that journey is where we are, that is the importarnt thing…