When we go deep in the soil, planting or seeding our vegetables...we find strange artifacts. This two amazing elements were founded during pandemia time. Between classes, and giving support to our suns, we have this oxigen agriculture habit to maintain sane our brain. The work in the field his hard but it’s an amazing reward.
We say sometimes the word Busílis. This means a difficult stuff. So we invent this story about a busílis women called Nancy - the doll without boots: While we sing and work, sometimes comes to our mind Nancy Sinatra Song:
Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"
Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, you hit the ground
In the first sketch Nancy transformed into a naked fox hitting the forest with her gun, BANG BANG!...the winter happened quicker and faster. Frozen and cold days appear faster without the time disambiguation, changing out precious time without control. In reality, everything is out of control, including time. We probably hit the ground for sure.
The second drawing, Nancy whispers and blow in her noose the flow windy leaves animation. The light is turbulent and magnificent like the autumn days: pure reds, oranges and yellows go through our valley, painting it slowly with the browny chestnuts watercolor:
