My future

I remember when I was on the art class, listening the teacher. My eyes were on the board, looking every little part of the paintings we could see. The teacher was speaking when I forgot the word: all my attention was for the explanation. I was enjoying a lot, learning about what interests me.

When I arribed home I started to think. "I really love arts, I've always known, and it's definitive... I decided to study Arts, and I will!".

Ago few years, a pair, I think, I thought about my future: about what will I do, what would be my job, how I would be... And I arribed to a conclusion. I want to move to my city, Barcelona, to study in Facultat de Belles Arts. In there I will learn a lot of techniques of paintings, scultures, story of Art, and loads of another things. I can't wait anymore! 

Next year I will go to Deulofeu to do the plastic-artistic "Bachillerat", in Figueres. Now, I must wait for 3 years, to become independent and study all I want.

Yesterday I was studying for an Art exam (I did it today), and spent a lot of time reading 20 times the same, not because I coudn't learn it: I wanted to be sure about that because for me, it was a treause. Paintings, are my life. A methode to express yourself... That's why my room has a lot of my works (draws, paintings, charcoal drawings...) on the walls.

If you want to see me happy, give me a paper, some oleos, watercolors or whatever, and I will be working hours.