walking on air

Some time ago I´ve discovered a song with this title and I have decided to make a self portrait in this way.. a portrait who can speak about me without being necessary to make a description… I almost forgot about this until a few days ago when I´ve found in a blog I am reading, a post with the same title. Contemplating the human direction- Musings on the human experiment, blog which I highly recommend you to read.

People write me often to ask me who I am or how I am .. I never know what to tell, how can I describe myself when I dont know myself, or who I am , or why I must carry this body with me all the time, or why I have green eyes… These are abstract questions and with no sense for me. I could tell that I  stepped from my cell’s confinement, calmly, cheerfully, firmly… that I used to speak to my warders, freely and friendly and clearly… that I bore the days of misfortune, equally, smilingly… Or am I only what I myself know of myself? Restless and longing… like a bird in a cage,struggling for breath, as though hands were, compressing my throat, yearning for colors, for flowers, for the voices of birds,thirsting for words of kindness, for neighborliness,tossing in expectation of great events,powerlessly trembling for friends at an infinite distance,weary and empty at praying, at thinking, at making, faint, and ready to say farewell to it all?…

Am I one person today and tomorrow another? Am I both at once? Or is something within me still like a beaten army?

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Nonsense ….

I could not describe myself better than this picture… in the left side – the secret… in the right side – the way I am, in a free falling, sometimes in dark, sometimes in light…

I am watching now this portrait… The more I see, the less I know…

I think that my pictures speak for me more that I could ever tell, so my dear friends, creativity is contagious- pass it on!