Greetings to the community !
Today I share with you one of the works that I look at with greater detachment.
Not because I don't feel it mine but because of what it hides.
Behind those layers of skin and muscles.
As techniques I did not go far from my comfort zone, acrylics and watercolors on paper .
I have always had a passion for fire. Since I was a child I think I have slightly and / or permanently ruined dozens of blankets and carpets to my mother. I am fascinated by the moment when fire takes possession of surfaces, and see how it behaves.
Fire like smoke, its natural consequence.
Even smoking being so different in its shape and color behaves in an equally fun way.
Nice!!
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