I cannot define in a single word the feeling that we capture with our hands on the rigid canvas. Hundreds of decisions go through my mind before I take the first stroke. Style is defined by norms and time. My main characteristic is imperfection, the reflection of life that, being beautiful, has shades of bitterness and dryness. Feminine beauty has to be present in any form, from color to the anatomy of art itself. Water running everywhere dilutes on the canvas that moment that is slowly disappearing. Define me as an artist and you will bury my creativity in oblivion. Discover me every day and let me surprise you with a new quality.
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