almaguer (67)modArtistin ᴀʀᴛ & ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ • 3 days agoA cat in memory (acrylic)( Oh, a cat, peeking through the window, must have jumped up in search of crickets, purring happily, docile yet…almaguer (67)modArtistin ᴀʀᴛ & ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ • 6 days agoIsland or submarine (acrylic)Island or submarine, good question, a good idea that arises and frightens me; art has this remarkable way of letting…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 8 days agoAbout to write (free thoughts)She drew me in the mirror with lipstick. I want to understand my death and reincarnation; I denoted myself as a…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 10 days agoUnfinished Letters (Narrative)When I wrote the letter, I wasn't thinking about how the essence of things resides within themselves, as Aristotle…almaguer (67)modArtistin ᴀʀᴛ & ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ • 11 days agoAndro-Sapien (Acrylic)The creative process is always a welcome release. It creates, through a kind of parallel life that we must connect…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 21 days agoThe nightYou grew up tied to the timbers, to the stillness of the night. You made a difference, the agony of perishing on…almaguer (67)modArtistin ᴀʀᴛ & ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ • 26 days agoCrazy world (Acrylic)Art chooses me, like a nomadic child wandering between worlds and streets. Why do I choose this type of art…almaguer (67)modArtistin ᴀʀᴛ & ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ • last monthCold (Acrylic)A new exercise. We always learn with each step. We always try to offer a general or specific view of the environment…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • last monthDécima in Cuban anthologyLOVE IS A MIRROR where the light always shines and the earth turns, turns, projecting its reflection. From my…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • last monthTree (Poem)Tree, thirst for oxygen, tempera paints and lichen. Grimy streets, with spaces that crack open. Time. Solstices…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 2 months agoDEATH (Poem)Death was the ant, fragments of stone that the sand spits out, sacrifice of the already vanquished tree. Ant with…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 2 months agoNameless horseAnd here we are, my odious horse and I. The cold is intense. But it doesn't stop us from running across the…almaguer (67)modArtistin ᴀʀᴛ & ᴀʀᴛɪꜱᴛꜱ • 2 months agoDoomed worldI return to painting, like a warm refuge. The world is chaos. And we artists, digital nomads, often suffer the…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 2 months agoMy houseI used to write about and from. Life had meaning. Now I only see leaden colors that ominously blur the afternoon. My…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 3 months agoDamn Christmas dealsWe had a goal and we eliminated it. The idea itself affected us. The sales have just begun (made in Notan). For…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 3 months agoWhen No One Wants to BreatheLife was that jumble of faces and circling vultures. You were part of the equation or they erased you. I would have…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 3 months agoDream. Birds that get lost.I had the horrible feeling of being trapped in a bubble, life would be a passing of hours, pulled by invisible strings…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 3 months agoStupid languageLying dwarf, lying dwarf… Lezama Lima You slowly returned from time to the stupid language of men, you set foot…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 3 months agoThe Great VictoryI remember the victory of Samothrace. They decided to erect a monument. Minutes before, the advertising team passed…almaguer (67)Free writer 🦤 artistin CCC • 3 months agoRoyaltyOutside, it is raining, and it is the humble feeling of perishing that drives these faceless men and women. They…
