I watched my mom paint, combine colors to create the most real shadow possible, look for canvases and frames to give life to an idea and a shape to a state of mind.
But only now do I understand his need to want to leave a mark.
Dedicating yourself to a canvas to leave a tangible and concrete memory as if out of fear that the memories, the ones that once moved, will be lost...
I recognize myself a little in this nuance.
Change the shape, change the content and the inspiration but... now I'm convinced....
Me too, with my small gesture I want to leave a mark!
Strongly wanted to leave a mark.
You keep teaching me again.. .