"The drawing is made in three different moments: the engraved base, did it in 2008, in Aachen (Germany); the sketch of the crippled in 2013, any given Sunday in Madrid; watercolor and the union of the two parts it's made a cupples days ago.
I leave the message of the final result to each one interpretation. However, in this strange process is where the true meaning hides:
There are chapters, in which we are inmersed, in which we play a different story. Intense and static at the same time. They are the stages of our lives, so different between them, that seem lived by different people.
When we remember each of these intervals, it is difficult to us to see the continuity and we ask to ourselves where is the essence; What is the thread that it sews everything.
Sometimes a detail as small as this little drawing becomes so great that it is able to embrace your whole life. It opens his mouth and swallows it, digest it and vomit the response."
I can try to translate it ;)
I did my best:
"The drawing is made in three different moments: the engraved base, did it in 2008, in Aachen (Germany); the sketch of the crippled in 2013, any given Sunday in Madrid; watercolor and the union of the two parts it's made a cupples days ago.
I leave the message of the final result to each one interpretation. However, in this strange process is where the true meaning hides:
There are chapters, in which we are inmersed, in which we play a different story. Intense and static at the same time. They are the stages of our lives, so different between them, that seem lived by different people.
When we remember each of these intervals, it is difficult to us to see the continuity and we ask to ourselves where is the essence; What is the thread that it sews everything.
Sometimes a detail as small as this little drawing becomes so great that it is able to embrace your whole life. It opens his mouth and swallows it, digest it and vomit the response."