25^th of July 2008

Just before the summer of 2008 everything seem to be difficult for me and many of my plans fell through. I went through a time of readjusting myself to all  that was happening out of my control.

  Soon I was finding everything fitting in perfectly and in a way, better than I had planned in the first place.

   As things speak to one in strange ways, one day, I came across some people who were preparing a place to celebrate the Maya Calendar New Year, they told me that this was the last day of the year, and that tomorrow was an “out of time” day between the old year and the new year. I didn´t know much about this but I liked this idea.

  I went on with my daily stuff but day after, the out of time day, turned out to be just that. No plans worked out, I found myself waiting most of the day for some things that ended up being a “lack of communication”. I remembered what I had been told and smiled to myself.

 So in this time, while waiting, I was drawing in my diary that I always carry around. I was thinking about time and the way it moves, and how in a way I find it an artificial way to define something highly organic. I follow no fixed ideology or organized thoughts, but these ideas came to me and I wrote them down and then I followed that idea while I created this painting during the two years it took me to paint it.