Art is in the eye of the beholder.
The world in my Mind.
This is me,the son of my Mother,the happy kid who was dreaming with the Universe colors.One of the last one in the group,the lovely crazy bunch who makes my life as a child complete. Born into the woods first years with a prosper river to the side and a quite and glorious moments of spectacular and beautiful green scene. Hermes , a name my mother gave it to me 63 years ago in Cuba and this complicated world that i still have in front of me. when i am gone with all my dreams because my time will be up another been will be the son of a mother and the story will never end.