Gracias a @adri_collage
por enseñarme tantas cosas bonitas este fin de semana y a @redcollage.co
por darnos espacios/tiempos como estos en los que nos permitimos retornar al papel y las tijeras. En los que volvemos a imaginar, crear, jugar, divertirnos, aprender, conocer personas, hacer nuevos amigos.... Volver a ser niños, a través del arte. Muy feliz con lo obtenido en el taller de collage "Todo es un complot"
At Harold's Chicken eating and sketching through new paintings that I'll be making this summer. My lil sketches almost never look like what I really be creating🙄Regardless, I will be flooding yo news feed with my awkward ass drawings. 🙃🤷🏾♂️
Like a train that’s moving through stations, there are events on our path that make up our past. Some of those events, let’s call them stops, we can barely remember - they contributed to the overall picture but weren’t pertinent in building our character. Then there’s the stations we wish we could forget. We all have those milestones that we barely survived, the ones that still hurt even thinking about, that heartbreak that still feels like an atomic bomb just hit. Yet do we really wish we could erase them from our path? You can’t erase your heartbreaks without deleting the richness of your character. You can’t delete mistakes without deleting who you are. Some of the best parts of you are the results of your worst experiences. You grow through them. If the train didn’t go through all stations, it wouldn’t have come here. So how about next time we get to a stop that feels horrible, we know that we will pass that too, reaching a new destination simply because we were there.
To the bigger picture, to what’s inside, to what you’re projecting onto the world. Is it what you want to see? Make sure that the programming is determined by you.