Portugal III
Pen on paper 150 gr
35 X 50 cm
2011
Portugal II
Pen on paper 150 gr
35 X 50 cm
2011
Portugal I
Pen on paper 150 gr
35 X 50 cm
2011
Português que se preze, leva sempre um pedaço da sua pátria para onde quer que vá. Eu fui para Istanbul que fica na outra ponta da Europa. Mas, como não tive tempo para fazer as malas, apenas pude levar uma mão cheia de saudades no peito. Foi esta saudade que me levou a passar para o papel as memórias das cidades, das casas, das ruas, das paisagens urbanas e naturais do meu país. Pela terra, mar ou céu levo em mim todo um país, toda uma nação que, por ser tão grande apenas cabe no meu coração.
A real portuguese always takes a piece of his homeland wherever he goes. I went to Istanbul, which is located in the other edge of Europe. But, because I had no time to pack, I could only get a handful of missed in my chest. It was this longing that led me to draw on paper the memories of the cities, houses, streets, urban and natural landscapes of my country. By land, sea or sky, I take in me a whole country, a nation that, for being so great only fits in my heart.
A real portuguese always takes a piece of his homeland wherever he goes. I went to Istanbul, which is located in the other edge of Europe. But, because I had no time to pack, I could only get a handful of missed in my chest. It was this longing that led me to draw on paper the memories of the cities, houses, streets, urban and natural landscapes of my country. By land, sea or sky, I take in me a whole country, a nation that, for being so great only fits in my heart.
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