Ellos, los escritores, eran pródigos como reyes y estaban llenos de ideales ambiciosos y fantásticos delirios. Era una existencia entre el cielo y la tierra, metida en las tormentas, algo sublime

People learn, early in their lives, what is their reason for being. Maybe that's why they give up on it so early, too.

When I draw something, I try to build some kind of history into it. Drawing an object that has a certain amount of wear and tear or rust; or a tree that is damaged. I love trying to render not just the object, but what it has been through.

Never repent for the past...always welcome the future with open arms...Because by repenting for the past you will only be depressed...

Written By jagsy.fj

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