My Natalia

On the third day of February I started my collection In my own little room are silhouettes of a dream. A dream that commenced from a simple attraction A simple acquaintance that lasted years to stream. In each day of every month that passed by I collected over eight thousand images of my dream. It is an animated dream, a living dream That kept me alive for so long as years came by. A dream that brought so much joy and enthusiasm A dream that became a reality without sarcasm. A dream that gave birth to my worth To become an instrumentalist, molded and set forth. From the very same room where I kept myself dreamy To the world I imparted peace and harmony Reminding it's only beauty that the world possesses All good and all inspiring our world deserves and confesses. After twenty-two years of silence and devotion My small room is now open to set my dream untied. As much as I can keep my clear intention Unveiling my paintings and sculptures as my first love... is now free and unified. I called my little room "Natalia"... A room I never had in my life But in my dreams She is all mine!