I have been in between painting skeletons and carving out fake horses as a way to deal with death.
The Day of the dead the celbration of Death through living
I, who cry and suffer
am out of my head
Yes, I have this time, the present,
but I remember, and say.
If I never died, If I were to never vanish...
If I should go where there is no death,
where we could win some victory.
If I never died, if I never were to vanish...
Nezahaulcoyotl, King of Texcoco, poet and orator circa 1459
I have been wishing I could move to Argentina on a whim. Get out of these disjointed states.
ALas expatriotism is currently only a fantasy. Living here is what must be done so back to painting..
I shall have newer works up soon.
and hopefully they will fill their way to your halls and rooms.
