Born in Chile, 1971 arts had been everpresent in my life as i am a part of a family of artists i started naturally drawing and continued later with formal studies and a continuos self...
Philippe Batini very strange and beautiful this lightness that hides something darker.
(and thanks for your comment)
August 4, 2011 at 1:07 am
CRISTOBAL LADRON DE GUEVARA Thanks,
Actually it is based on a poem about some mischievous animals buried in a garden that play in the shade.
August 4, 2011 at 1:59 am
CRISTOBAL LADRON DE GUEVARA here, if you can catch some spanish:
http://www.glossom.com/collections/23065?seq=dedit_date%40UC-15344
August 4, 2011 at 2:02 am
CRISTOBAL LADRON DE GUEVARA Narices frías Tengo un jardín plantado con perros muertos tiesas mascotas sembradas a tientas que abonan y escarban una tierra bravía un campo santo pero silvestre Aquí yace toda una dinastía desde la policía secreta hasta los dueños de casa Aulladores y vergonzosos retozan a la sombra Son un conventillo de fantasmas un chismorreo de gruñidos que desentonan la noche desvelan al gato con el rechinar de sus dientes el meneo de inertes colas la danza de las narices frías