“I always think about what it means to wear eyeglasses. When you get used to glasses you don't know how far you could really see. I think about all the people before eyeglasses were invented. It must have been weird because everyone was seeing in different ways according to how bad their eyes were. Now, eyeglasses standardize everyone's vision to 20-20. That's an example of everyone becoming more alike. Everyone could be seeing at different levels if it weren't for glasses.” ― Andy Warhol
First of all I'd like to apologise for not being able to leave you all some comments but life has been quite hectic since I came back to work. I only have saturdays and sundays to create something or when I have some time during the week. Apart from that, things are not that easy here. Discontentment is everywhere. Resentment too specially with the new horrible social security measures which establishes a minimum retirement age (65). I miss President Dilma Rousseff. She cared for my people. She fought during dictatorship and she will always be an icon for me.
I'd like to share some watercolor creations from my poetry book but I must confess I haven't written a single line. Poetry is so far away from me right now. There's a havoc in my heart and my muse left me. So there's no inspiration in my life.
But I am grateful there's always a new tomorrow and a new possibility for me and for everybody around the word.
“They were smart and sophisticated, with an air of independence about them, and so casual about their looks and clothes and manners as to be almost slapdash. I don't know if I realized as soon as I began seeing them that they represented the wave of the future, but I do know I was drawn to them. I shared their restlessness, understood their determination to free themselves of the Victorian shackles of the pre-World War I era and find out for themselves what life was all about.” ― Colleen Moore
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.” ― Pablo Neruda
In Brazil Valentine's Day is on June 12th. Amor is love in my language.