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!
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