My Manifest - Empty Gloves

This simple image becomes sacred when it allows individuals to become themselves. Sometimes I think life is like a glove missing a hand….waiting to come to life with a vivid authenticity.

We should honor our hands, for they hold the maps of who we are. They hold channels of energy and with them we paint our own horizons. Gloves are a body awaiting its hands, -the noble soul that will live within.-

If hands spoke…maybe, we would not need the voice.

I have put my hands in many gloves, and have painted many things whilst using them, allowing my souls ‘own shapes express themselves and touch yours.

Remember, the gloves are here waiting for you… All you need is your own will, virtue and clarity.

I´m sharing a little bit of my soul through my painting…

I don´t think while I paint… Only then do the colors appear