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Painting, writing or taking pictures are the doorways to my soul’s freedom. Art is what breaks the bonds that chain me to this physical world, the wings that carry me to the other end of the rainbow where I find the missing link that connects me to eternity.
Photography started it, followed by the drawings I make every time I see a blank piece of paper and a pen or a pencil. Going deeper, wandering into the unknown, I discovered the poet, the romantic the sensitive being that sleeps inside of me. I woke him up.
The magic trick was complete when painting emerged through the fortunate encounter of Haitian master Tiga. The chains were broken and total liberation was finally reached. Freedom at last.
I paint by letting the colors dictate the direction of the work, I disappear and the artist takes over, contact is made with the other side and I am no longer in charge. Only when I emerge from my slumber state that I put the final touch to the piece, applying, as best as I can, the techniques learned from master Tiga.
Within my soul live three distinct entities that form the one. The painter, the photographer and the poet, they all live there in perfect harmony.
Using a brush, a sponge, a piece of cardboard, the artist is in charge and makes the final decision on which media he wants to use to create.
Inspired, possessed, talented, call it as you may. I am just the conduit, I only let it flow.
Christian P Nicolas (KRISTO) ?Lauderhill Florida?
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