We think that things are born after meticulous processing, analysis and implementation, but often this is not the case, often everything happens by chance, we are not the ones who choose, it can happen that something chooses us, without too many explanations.

This is exactly what happened to me, I didn't take painting courses, I didn't go to art schools... yes, as a child I liked to draw, but I admit that little by little this interest has faded, except for the passion for art, that has always accompanied me. But here I am, a few days away from a special birthday, without the faintest idea of what to buy.

It is the most complicated and "difficult" conditions (if we can call them that) that allow the ingenuity to work, and so it was.

The idea of creating something, of putting my own spin on it, of preparing a unique gift, kept popping into my head, so I bought a canvas, some acrylic paints, a brush and a permanent marker and it was all so simple.

I always thought I had a more creative mind than an analytical and rational one, so I let myself be carried away by something I felt inside. I unintentionally combined passions, ideals, emotions and energy into a single concept.