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I draw trees from  2016, when a sleepless summer put me in front of a twisted pine tree, every morning, and helped me to tell what prevented me from sleeping. During a month of daily work, I unconsciously traced what I felt, materializing it in branches, leaves and roots.

Immersed in the physiognomy of the subjects I portray, I let myself go and tell stories based on infinite lines that intertwine and wind in loops. The drawing calms, creates spaces in themselves, isolates you from noise, and allows you to explore within yourself.

Now I look for forests where I can tell stories. Forests that tell me stories. Trees have their own language, you have to know how to listen to them.

© ON Art Space by Tila Barrena

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