drawing. I'm starting to write again, but I can not draw, and do not know why. The last time was so long ago that I have barely aware of having done so. And anyway, is an era that desperately try to forget. I suppose that, little by little, as I heal all those wounds that I still, will emerge again all those things I keep inside.
Today I made some old drawings of mine (well, one is a copy of my favorite picture of Luis Royo) and I shot for them online and have them here.
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