Broken verse of the troubadour's dreams
Original title: Broken verse of the troubadour's dreams
Date: 2014 , Spain
Art Form: Painting
Dimensions: 80 X 100 cm (31.5 X 39.37 in)
Today I imagined that my life not depended on of the expenditure or of the consumption, e inclusive have attempted sneak me of the constant persecution to which the watch me has chained day after day. I have been able to perceive that were just people tasks or worries that intrude, and I even tried to get the feet off the ground as often used to do in my sleepiness when just I was a kid and so you accost me, but now I can understand that that is already less than impossible, because my mind has matured enough as to be resolved not able to lift the heavy burden that supposes the accumulation of the experience. "Today I have tried to be as idealistic as it was when just he was born, but I've just found that I'm still that naive that allowed their neurons to flutter with the agility and ignorance of who believes that goodness prevails.
"There where the waves embrace with soft sand, the Troubadour whispers to air verses of a song bathed in tears".
