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I studied art but didn't finish that's why I'm on the search of improving my techiques to get professional level.

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Journal Entry: Fri May 29, 2015, 8:22 PM

Soon I will finish a commission then I should take a time to plan well a project about a series of paintings I'd like to make in case I have chance for exhibition.
I'm in search for a workshop to have some advantages in my activity.
I want to dedicate a year only to paint for this personal project.
I need to invest some also in a more professional and personalized website.
In my breaks I'll draw or sketch quick portraits as long as can keep my hands working and posting more often cause it challenges me too and the same time it helps me to promote myself a bit more.
Thanks for all of the support.


How could I forget her?
Her long hair seemed made from a piece of fire,
The sun painted some touches of grace on it
Like a divine comb over the ocean
And the wind knew how to caress its soul.

Waves of sweetness fell down over her white shirt.
I remember all...I remember well.
It always looked good to me.
I was in love...I fell in love.
I never knew how it smelled,
I never stayed that close.
I was so shy
I was just twelve.
It always was tied
She looked so cute
But the day that ribbon left that sea
I saw the glory.
Her hands giving shape to that delicate forest.
She was my queen, my princess, my everything.
I'd ask heaven to stop the time
Because that girl was my life.

I woke up only for her,
To find her, to see her.
Her eyes made me feel I didn't belong there.
Her lips made me think of old songs my dad loved,
Full of poetry I was not able to compose.
I imagined myself singing for her
And she smiling at me.
My pillow knew all of the things I wanted to say,
All of the dreams, all of my tears.
My world was just a ball, my pencils
and the girl next to me.

I wonder how a little heart as mine could love that much,
That deep, that blind, that hurt.
I didn't know about nymphs,
I didn't know about muses,
But she scuplted my mind,

There was no day I didn't think of her.
My mouth kept silence,
But my hidden voice became my first poem.
My voice became words on a paper
And the paper became my soul
And it said:
"You are my sun, my day and my life,
You are my moon, my faith and my night,
You are my world, my hope and my dream,
You are all I can think,
I can't shut up this..."

When she read it I felt like naked
in the middle of the crowd
When she read it I couldn't breath,
I couldn't sleep,
My existence depended on her lips.
Her eyes looked at me in deep tenderness,
Then I understood.
She'd be my queen but not in this kingdom,
The kingdom I created,
A wall of illusions that the time deletes without mercy
Dreams that fly like a bunch of sand in the hand of a child
A heart that beats under the infinite,
A man that tastes his fate,
An empty casttle made from stars,
A pillow that missed my songs.
The girl next to me, my princess, my sun,
Couldn't love me as I did.
I love you.
From the imperfection of my soul
I love you.
From my lack of meaningful words
I love you.
From my weakness and failures
I love you.
From my lazyness and in my busy days
I love you.

Sometimes it's hard to say these words
And sometimes, so easy.
I wish I could be in your pocket.
I wish I was part of your skin.
I wish I could live on your lips
But my heart is that silly
Or maybe not,
Maybe I'm not as smart as I thought
Or maybe I'm worse than I am.

I love you even if I don't know how,
Even if I like a pleiad of nymphs,
Even if I touched other hearts,
Even if I'm yours only at nights.

You can judge my arms,
You can reject my ways,
I won't ask you to understand,
I don't hope you understand,
But I'm honest, my dear.
I'll accept all what you think.

The eagle flies so free over the beautiful landscape,
The creatures admire its majestic wings and its ellegance
But he goes alone depending on fate, forgetting to cry,
Reaching the clouds, loving the sky,
Loving a dream.

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JoannaMoory Featured By Owner 5 hours ago
You participated to my contest once before, so I thought I'd stop by and let you know that I'm holding another contest, if you've got the time to participate. More info here: Reference Contest II
DawidZdobylak Featured By Owner Aug 23, 2015
i like your work:)
aneta-p Featured By Owner Aug 17, 2015
Thank you dor Ilama :)
monkeezgob Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2015  Hobbyist Filmographer
Well, you've stopped drawing people with their pants of their head (which is good), but it looks live you've changed direction to brooding Romanticism now. I expect much hair tousled, and moody pieces from now on. Good luck!

You're obviously talented, so  Head pants and brooding aside did you go to art college? Do you do much life drawing?
photofoe Featured By Owner Jul 24, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Woah! Amazing artworks, I really love your style! 
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Napper5565 Featured By Owner Jul 10, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
your gallery is incredible
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art-of-fai Featured By Owner Jun 9, 2015  Student Digital Artist
Inspirational traditional drawing skills. ´miring
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SabbyB Featured By Owner May 22, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Very artistic and good drawings! Well done
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Meljona Featured By Owner Apr 7, 2015   Filmographer
thanks for llama and fave!:D (Big Grin) 
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mlmacedo Featured By Owner Apr 4, 2015  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Wow, you're a great artist!
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