This is my story...
one day (san valentine day of 2006) a "man-boy" came to my house..and gave me a present with a beatifull red roses. I didnt care about who gave them to me..just how simple and soft they were...That was a temptation to my mind and talent. So, i decide to make art ...just for fun, but i think that beside all kind of paint, drawing...song...there is a piece of soul screaming in silence...( like a friend told me :P thanks..)
dont get bored people..use your life to discover new things..and keep the good ones u already have
one day (san valentine day of 2006) a "man-boy" came to my house..and gave me a present with a beatifull red roses. I didnt care about who gave them to me..just how simple and soft they were...That was a temptation to my mind and talent. So, i decide to make art ...just for fun, but i think that beside all kind of paint, drawing...song...there is a piece of soul screaming in silence...( like a friend told me :P thanks..)
dont get bored people..use your life to discover new things..and keep the good ones u already have
Astaroth