those raw, violents, rare self-portraits had been made on my multiples
moleskine journals during the last 11 months. they are not often brights
and joyfuls (they NEVER are!) and they maybe make me look like I'm a crazy,
emo, selfdestructive bitch. well maybe I am but, as a matter of facts, my
feelings about my tortured self-portraits are that those drawings are my
very personal liberation from sadness, is like getting out some files from
a full computer into some external hard disc or some usb key: you get out
the worst feelings to avoid they get all the space in your brain. once the
bad feeling is on paper I feel lighter and happier.
maybe is for this reason that I don't often draw when I'm happy, when I'm
happy I want to keep all this good feeling in my heart, I don't need them
to go away.