Lots of cutting and tearing in serene chaos. Creating impossible worlds, sticking in the present what was lost in time. We continue in this game of spontaneity and intuition, which has also made me meet

Hello Hive community! January comes to my city with the cold of December, and with that strange emptiness left by the holidays and the bustle of the end of the year. From the house the view of the mountain

Yesterday I went out to a park that is close to home. Los Caobos, one of those places that you appreciate in the middle of the concrete jungle and the confinement in the city. This month the virus reached

"Am I a ghost dreaming myself back to flesh?"

The day before yesterday the Bitcoin reached a new ATH, and yesterday the ETH did the same. This will always be a reason to celebrate throughout the crypto community, because in some way it means an

Hi friends! connecting again, active in my little universe of collage, where I allow myself to explore and have fun

I keep a typewriter that passed through familiar hands before settling in with its heavy tenderness

Yesterday was the day of the plastic artist in my country, in commemoration of the birthday of Armando Reverón

This is another writing exercise with some photos from my childhood.

Collage is also an exercise back to the center.

From a memory came this illustration of @alejandra.her. Here I was pregnant with my first baby.

Hello! This is my entry for the contest of the week. I love meeting with this community and being able to appreciate the art of graffiti around the world. I took these photos 8 years ago in a historic

We have all witnessed how social relations have taken strong turns as a result of the containment measures taken by most governments in the face of the threat of Covid-19. Paid work has not been immune

Together they created this book: "El Cururía", and around thirty children's books

Yesterday was world poetry day, and although it does not need protocols, I was excited to capture some poems.

When broccoli is boiled, many noses wrinkle with such a peculiar aroma.

Today this memory has arrived in a birthday card that we made to a very dear uncle.

I have this book in two different editions , and this one that show is my favorite.

I like large format books that play with design and illustration honoring the pen of the author who left the soul in ink

I've seen this pair of fliers since I was a young girl.