lunes, 23 de mayo de 2016

MY FUTURE JOB
In the future I see myself working in two different places:
First, like the coolest vogue photofrapher and 2nd with my own ceramics workshop...
Some time ago I realized that. Vogue and portraits are my passion... and the photography was my faithful tool... it`s my comfortable place... and it`s so funny to work in that... sometimes like a game.
I have always regarded the body as a beautiful reason for admiration... and to work whit this makes me feel good and exploit my creativity.
With respect to ceramics... I want to have my own workshop... to have my students of all ages and teach them a different techniques of pastes and pigments... to generate shapes, pieces of art and littles exercises. And while I teach them, make my own pieces of art to expose in museums and gallerys in my country and arround the world... I dream about traveling arround the planet making my art and enjoying my own life away from conventional word.
I think with this 2 types of job I`ll live happy and realized.

I hope you like my English exercise, see you latter ;)

lunes, 2 de mayo de 2016





    


An eventful day at school and my new friend: “Teddy soap”.


 


That day was 1994 when I was a child (7 years old)... as it was common, my wild behavior combained with a peevish teacher always make me on the eye of the storm, (even when my common was all right).
I remember my daily escapes of classes to the younger children garden, garden that no longer belonged to me... and some of this escapes I was an accident... I fell in the middle of puddle...
When I was thinking that everything was so so wrong... my teachers called my mother and I was so cold and too wet... my mother arrived to my school and I remember her so sweet and calm... with a beautiful smile for me... and she told me “I came to see you, I brought dry clothes”...
I couldn` believe it, my mother don`t rebuked me!... and after a beautiful conversation mi mother gave me a soap teddy bear... I remember this teddy... it was blue and it smelled so fresh.
Whit this day and this metaphor today a take a life at her light side... it was so special... and now I always say: NOTHING IS SO TERRIBLE!

I hope you like my little history. Bye.