Iīm Nini and lets talk about art...
I canīt remember when was the first time art jumped inside me. Maybe when I was still in my motherīs womb. All of my sences are related to art. I breath art, that is the air that maintains me alive.
I really think that art is inside of every single being, you only have to be perseptive just to know it exists in everything. You can make it happen, just like magic.
I always have drawn and paint, but life gave me the stone I stepped through to realize that there were other artists and that I had to study. I did enjoy reading their lives at first, and then study them. The more I knew, the more I feel that I really donīt know enough. So... Study, study, study. Never ends. Life to me is a whole study in every way. Trial and error. The thing is to stand up again and doing it better trying to improve yourself.
My painting is most of all authobiographical. That is what everyone who knows me say. I have to thank so many people that in one way or the other encaused me through this path until this very moment. Many of them doesnīt even know how helpful they have been to me, and even if they know it, they canīt ever imagine.