Where does Art flow? ...from where and when we least expect.
I'd define it as "a psychic compensation". When an imbalance occurs, then uncontrollably flows: Art.
Some people think certain topics, or colours should not be chosen, that we must be subject to some restrictions; it is true ... and ... it is not. Yes, we must follow some rules to achieve a desired harmony. But, ... we do not need to be bound to bias, nor limited by anything, because what we'll be able to generate, it'd not develop in genuine way, there'd be a risk of being a product of some tax models.
Art relieves pain, where there's a lack of friendship, love, understanding ... explodes a set of shapes in concord, which supply any miss that may be felt. Art fills voids and heals wounds.
I've never restricted my subjects, nor desires, nor have I suppressed my feelings ... if not, is useless any relief that I may be able to reach. Thereby, it's a way to give out my fears, my impossible things, any pain. Nor can we think when working, we're offending anyone, because we're a product of our times and society. Society is reflected in us and we in it, an interaction that goes in a boomerang movement. What it has done with me and me with it...

I should be as happy as a sandboy, but something always hurts me ... and doesn't set me at ease. It makes me eternal company, like my shadow, day and night.

Hope you like this work, kindest regards.