I am a canvas
Sometimes imagination disappears. Working with creativity can be a double-edged weapon. It reaches so high until where you want it to go, but it may end by the same time that it appears. Creativity is a gipsy, it impregnates the mind with colorful thoughts, allowing it to create a rainbow of posibilities. Unique and special things which only the soul values, but it does not say when it departs, It just goes away and it leaves you with a void, as sideral space, without air and without life.
I am art and I inspire myself in what happens in my life. What mother earth puts in my way and what father time allows me to enjoy, I keep expiriences in the bottom of my heart to be able to build the image that i want to demonstrate: An artist. My only job is to create, materializing it is part of my own way, It's something that you cannot learn in school or find it in a book, It comes from the internal human threshold which links all of those moments and visions to create the final work.
Creating is untitled, it is born by a color's pallete, ending in a mix of beautiful silver. It is like a human, while it grows up, it is forming. The more expiriences it gets, the more pure and singular will be. At the end, after so much walking, it becomes the perfect piece.
Without inspiration and without thread it can still creating.
Love always, Andres
