today I feel that instead of writing I'd like to paint. is more synthetic, just choose four colors, not more, and slap down depending on your mood. the colors do not have it,'ve got waxed, but according to my idea is a painting done on canvas, tempera, and colors to wax me too I see them on cardboard rough Fabriano paper. of course, stupid prejudices that are very basic, stationery line in the fourth to eight in the morning before entering the class, but so be it. I could not just have that painting, perhaps spots that give a sense then, perhaps concentric circles enclosing sketches, maybe a cloud in the brain. I know for sure that I would paint geometric elements and this is something to think about. geometry that will not ever fascinated me, I bring the corners anxiety, formulas scare me. is something to think about. but because once you find the answer the answer is a formula, then we think. paint boxes. You do not know how many boxes, as well as those that I see every day at work, I saw and I'll see pass before my eyes. many consider it a simple tool friend instead of logistics and I think we must reevaluate the importance of the symbolic function of the box. the box allows us to bring home a brand new item that will brighten the next half hour or our life and contains the door somewhere else better to start over. how many things we put in there every time we fill it, and excitement every time I re-open in a new place. the box is sought after by everyone but no one notices him. apparently only the box is heavy but in fact always "worth it". Tell her that you never thought of. I'm thinking about it for days, for example, and I also feel a little silly, actually. but who cares. feel stupid too. I understand that the box is the only thing square shape that can make me make peace with the geometry. see you. the formula. I'm afraid?
