This page I found while rummaging in my past, among the old sketchbooks;
thinking about the past, trying to figure out where and how there was a fracture in my life. When I was a kid I had a inberbe joy and cheerfulness that I lost, in large part, but I want to recover all costs. I do not need anything else at the moment, that to find serenity, which serves above all to draw, to be present in the world.
But on this I think of an epic than a thousand pages in color, as to draw the Chinese, of course.
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