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Julie Hermoso

Julie Hermoso

I currently identify with this Canticle: "Come over here," some with sweet eyes tell me, and they extend their arms to me, sure that it would be good for me to hear them when they say "Come here!" I look at them with exhausted eyes (there are, in my eyes, ironies and fatigue) and I cross my arms and I never go there ... My glory is this: Create dehumanity! Do not accompany anyone. -I live with the same indifference with which I tore my mother's belly. No, I'm not going around! I'm just going where...

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  • Who Cares My Ghosts

    • Who Cares My Ghosts, Collage,Paintings,Photography, Abstract, Composition, Digital, By Julie Hermoso
    31 of 67 From Julie Hermoso - Art works
    Artist Name Julie Hermoso
    • Artist Name Julie Hermoso
    • Year 2018
    • Portfolio Name Chromatic
    • Art Form Collage,Paintings,Pho tography
    • Size 20 (inches) H x 27 (inches) W
    • Style Abstract
    • Genre Composition
    • Media Digital
    • Price $7,000.00
    • Keywords ghosts,fantasmas, pintura, painting, textiles,

    Description


    That was the time When the hands closed And on bright nights the words flew And I saw that the sky was born to me from the fingers And the biggest bear were lighted irons Sailors lost in distant ports In hidden bars In giant dreams And the empty city The color of the asphalt And someone was asking me to sing louder Who takes my ghosts to me? Who saves me from this sword? Who tells me where the road is? Who takes my ghosts to me? Who takes my ghosts to me? Who saves me from this sword? And tell me where the road is. That was the time In which the shadows opened In what men denied What Others Lifted And I drank from life in small sips He stumbled into laughter, embraced poisons The future is not seen from behind Not the bullet's direction Neither the fault in the wall And someone was yelling at me With a prophet's voice That the way is done Between the target and the arrow Who takes my ghosts? Who saves me from this sword? Who tells me where the road is? Who takes my ghosts? Who takes my ghosts? Who saves me from this sword? And tell me where the road is. What is the use of having the map If the end is traced What is the land in sight? If the boat is stopped What is the use of having the key If the door is open What are the words for? If the house is deserted? Who takes my ghosts to me? Who saves me from this sword? Who tells me where the road is? Who takes my ghosts to me? Who takes my ghosts to me? Who saves me from this sword? And tell me where the road is.
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