La campera del abuelo

I was born in Algarrobo, Province of Buenos Aires, almost in the countryside surrounded by mountains and rocked by the winds. I carry in my soul the waving wheat. The infinite horizon. The singing of birds. The flavor of milk and the tickling of its froth. Memories of young broken shells, the dog's puppies playing with piglets. My childhood life was tinged with simple things and simple as sliding my brushes inspired by the child we once were. In all my paintings, these prints toys,...

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