When we do any type of art, we are throwing seed on the universe. It may bloom in someone's garden in a few days or years – if ever. The truth is that drawing has been an act of self-preservation lately. As the pandemics get worse in Brazil, being on quarantine is struggling with the news and trying to keep some sanity. Masks, virus, stupid people, polarization. It's been a hard time digesting all of the COVID-19's combo. Drawing is a way of getting a deep dive inside my thoughts and having a break from the external chaos in which we've been living. The unconscious ends up flowing on the lines and colors and it allows me to take deep breaths and have some sort of hope. Still, there's life.
