"She built a castle to look for her prince, and so she forgot to look for herself" Sometimes, when we fall in love, or when we look for a person to share our lives with, we forget most important part, ourselves. We throw ourselves into in the other soul, and leave ours far behind. But, What happens if the other part decides to stop sharing their path with ours? The answer is easy, we condemn ourselves to sadness and loneliness. Learn to love yourself above all things. That's the only way to give your most pure love to the rest of people.
Today I'm very glad to announce that I'll be sending many products with my illustrations (mainly shirts) on two very important webpages, one from Spain and the other from the USA. I've been working very hard these two months, but it has been worth the effort.
That's a new and exciting experience for me, and I'm just looking forward to starting this new adventure.
Please, have a look at the shops and enjoy what they offer.
"Dreams burn at dusk" When reality becomes a dream, when the dream becomes a nightmare ... When the nightmare becomes reality. When there is not other choice but setting oneself on fire and be reborn as the Phoenix.
"Breathe" This work captures how solitude and retreat is something necessary sometimes. That need of getting lost and then finding oneself. How we need to breath deeply and start again. How we have to go over all those mountainous places that are hidden in our guts. That need of running, jumping and finally being able to reach the top of those places to find the sun again.
Commissions
Here you can watch a bit of its creative process:
"You snatched my entrails"When love hurts so deeply that you feel how your guts are torn from you.. and all those feelings become vacuum, uncertainty... nothing.
Here you can watch a bit of its creative process
And then her soul withered
Rage against the reflection
"Hoy volví a pensar en tí,
porque ayer me mentí,
y me dije que te había olvidado.
Pero el olvidar es complicado,
porque cada vez que te recuerdo
se me olvida un poco más... el olvidarte."
By Mentiradeloro
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"Today I thought of you again,
because I lied to myself yesterday,
believing that I had forgotten about you.
But forgetting is complicated,
because every time I remember you
I forget a little more ... about how to forget you. "
