Visitors

 

Visitors

I live in London. My house was built in 1755 and of course we've got some "visitors". Sometimes the rhythm of the footsteps, the sound of whatever is coming down the ladder is driving me steadily toward peeing my pants. For some flesh and blood visitors like friends or family who come to England and spend time with us , the presence is unbearable, others not even notice something is around here. I use to see it at the same places, and is there, where people who sense something tell me about it, which leads me to think I am not the only one. Since we are planning to sell to move down to another place of England, "it" is more active and the vibe I feel makes me feel not wanting to leave. Well, this is a brief story of our ghost and in a way, inspired me to do this artwork.

The window of your soul

 

The window of your soul

In many traditions, the eye represents “the window of the soul”; this means that it immediately reflects our emotions, our fears, and our deepest emotive shades. “Look me in the eyes!”, it is said when we do not want to lose any of the messages a person's gaze send us.

Sleeping beauty

 

Sleeping beauty

We found her, she was peacefully sleeping in the mountains. We left the place in silence, she didn't deserve to be disturbed...

Don't save your tears

 

Don't save your tears

Don't save your tears don't let your grooves dry out because your dry skin is from where your demons feed

Mist

 Mist

I have created this artwork just a couple of weeks ago. I remember seeing the original photo of that woman and her eyes transported me immediately to a misty place, isolated.  Don't get me wrong, I wasn't moved for any negative or melancholic vibe . A man, inspired by the beauty of the mountains is standing up in front of her eyes...she, is the spirit that surrounds everything. 

Sorrow

 Sorrow

 I always try to avoid sorrow in my life. That intensity, even stronger than sadness that implies long-term state it's so unbearable.  Yes, I have been half of my life sad, but always had moments of happiness, even in those sad moments. Sorrow leads to resignation and I m not done here....

So little, yet full of mystery

Art is a line around your thoughts. I started creating digital art as a hobby not so long ago. I didn’t know I had any talent. I believe talent is just a pursued interest. Anybody can do what I do.

Deep blue

 Deep blue

I'm here
immersed in a deep blue.
I can still see you and feel you, but you can't see me because now I'm part of something bigger. I watch, I feel, I wait, until everything returns to its beginning.