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Painting

I think what I love most doing, among artistic stuff, is painting.
Like most people, I started in kindergarten painting random things, but it was later in school where I began to take it more seriously and learned about it, like the history of it, different techniques, the art movements. And of course, I started practicing even more, especially in the art subject, where I had to draw (which I didn’t enjoyed that much, mainly ‘cause it stresses me a lot when drawings don’t go as I planned them to) and paint portraits, landscapes, or imitate famous works of art.
I enjoy it ‘cause it drives me to another place, where it’s just me doing what I like, being calm and happy, without anyone noses around it, where I can just be myself and express whatever I want.
For me it’s not just about throwing different colors in a canvas (or maybe it is too), there’s a whole thinking and meaning behind a paint. And this is the beauty in it, you can express so much by just a few strokes and with the colors too. It’s so diverse and it’s never the same, it’s different to everyone.

PD: I must say, it’s not like I’m a pro at it, actually I don’t think I’m that good, but I like I mentioned before, I love painting, which I think It’s more important than just being excellent and not really enjoy it.PD2: Honorable mention to my mom, which it’s one of the main reasons why I like painting, since she does it (not professionally) and has a bunch of brushes and acrylics and oil paintings and palette knifes and A LOT OF STUFF THAT WE DON’T EVEN USE. But anyways, thanks mom, for leading me into this beautiful art. 
PD3: The painting is Woman leaving the psychoanalyst by Remedios Varo. It's one of my favorites and i recreated it, but I don't have a pic of right now, so if I ever remember, i'll put it here.




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