Artart

   The evolution of art has been linked on history and religion. One of my question is how is it art important, how it could be consider as an art piece and why we have express it until now?. 

   In the begining, art started from hunter-gather ages and many regions around the world show it as misterious and suspicious as it could have been. As a form to a husband and wife on how to communicate while hunter, husband, was going to depart from the cave to look for food or to protect his family. For example, husband normally were drawing or painting one stick on the rock to show his wife what time he could have came back home; such as, to draw a stick and a bird and a graphic other than a bird everyday or everyyear; for the same thing and their observations base on true facts.  Indigenous tribu work on the same way, they have their own class and religion to promote the arts. In many part of the world we have great paintings that are espression for an idea, theory and dream. Bothersome could have been a daily routine from hunter-gathers:)

 Religion, at this moment, is one of the factors that bring us together but at the same time break us apart. If we believe that there is one force, called God, in the world, and we believe He forgave those who believe differently, why is so important, if I am an artist those questions regards on us too. Why we wanna do art and be expressive? And how could we spread our words to help our community and our world. 

I have been reading a few sacro-books that have helped me a lot to understand our world better and to  understand how we communicate through arts; we all learn in different ways. There are people who do not speak , or somehow have some disabilities or injures. And we are lucky, to learn to communicate through art. I guess we are only  humans ; but some traditions or somemore untraditions known art an answer for many ecolas to express it.

Motherhood

The greatest moment of my life was having my baby. I found out when I was pregnant, it would be a great way to go. I know it is hard, for some mothers and fathers. Pero asi es la forma de reintregralos a ser parte de una familia y educarlos. When I found out, I was pregnant. I decided to left home with his/her father and bring him/her to a better life. My mom's pression to be a pin girl was exhaustive. So I left, hacia un nuevo mundo de aventuras. We escaped to Pasto, Colombia. Yet, we were so lucky. After a lot of traveling, we actually were at Equator, in a small town called Otavalo. Half indigenous and half Asian. I was doing some artesanias and stainglasses. We came back to Ipiales. It was diffcult to sell them because markups. We were selling our artesanias about the same price of food. So, it would be have being a non-sense to buy it. I met kind people in, Ipiales who taught about life. Me escondi y no salia para ningun lado por que era muy frio, no era lo que necesitaba para mi vida. Y le dije que iba volver a Cali later. but no now. I was going to do this trip alone. Happy to be at home. My family were very concerned for what have done. At home my tia was waiting for me and happy to see me. They confimed I was pregnant, Apparently my Dr. suggested to have an abortion and mom try to convince me to have it done. I said no. We all grow together.  We love each other and respect each other.