I love flying, even when I'm going down
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Federica Guinovart
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Iβm nervous
starting a new painting π΄ no idea where is going


what a beautiful book ππ½ the invention of books in the Ancient World πͺ½


How I limited my parkour on ideas? Today I'm going to paint! and make new pants! and write! oh I might do a shotting for my brand!
can someone guve me a little bit of focus? or money, money will help too
Reading about the library of Alejandria. It feels like it would give me the same anxiety that the internet does. A place that is full
of information and knowledge, but a place so big that the simple task of picking one thing or book becomes something almost imposible.
Borges talk about something similar in " The library of babel"
I think I miss India every day. It's hard to explain what this country did to me.
I was 21 and I was as free as someone can be. Absolutley alone in a massive country where nobody knew who I was β€οΈ I put myself in danger so many times! 4 months with almost no phone conecction (thanks to my parents that they took it pretty good) I looked deeply for the rawness and I found it, so many layers of it.
I end up sleeping in the desert, meeting the Dalai Lama, stay for 1 month lost in the middle
of the Himalayas, I did my yoga traingin, slept in the floor, grass, shitty beds an sand.
I LOVE THIS WORLD SO FUCKING MUCH!!! IM HERE TO FEEL AND MOVE WITH FREEDOM β€οΈ


We are doing a Surf retreat in El Salvador with @Surfxplore
who is in?!?!?


Nothing better than this π¬


SMILE!! NOBODY IS FILMING YOU


I made this when I was living in the mentawais π΄
Thinking on making big prints! maybe 60x60cm (?)


Offering help is courageous and compassionate, but so is asking for help
nothing better than a good doodle pen


Remembering when I was in Malasia and I paint for one month locked in one tiny apartment. The day I was leaving Malasia I left my roll (with all my paintings inside) outside the taxi and I lost them.
This is the second time this happend to me.
It feels like my art belong to the streets so I might start doing graffiti π₯


I'm in this weird phase where I don't know how to sign my art. La Gurisa it's dead. Signing with my own name feels fucking weird. who the fuck am I ?!?
Lately my life feels like this. I don't know ehat the fuck it's going on but look at the dolphins !!!!!


"personal"
Going to use this space as a personal sketchbook
freedom freedom freedom!!!!!


I donβt understand why I keep having time for this type of things.
#introductions