The one who asks for a portrait expect something from me, resemblance, of course…but, maybe also a consoling caress, the revelation of a secret, mysterious, beautiful identity… .
Burdened with this responsibility, I have looked for God’s merciful eyes within myself and I have…voiced, I have freed the beauty hidden among the wrinkles of life…on other occasions I have painted prophecies, as not even God is pleased with the present.
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