We all see the same moon and it is always the size of a thumb. The sky looks the same everywhere, but the colors of magical sunsets blend together perfectly to create beauty. Why can’t life be as simple as that? Why are our lives directed by capitalism instead of true human values like modesty and humbleness?
I’m trying to say society has taught us to be superficial, to overlook uniqueness, and to dismiss the extraordinary in our day-to-day ordinary lives. But I’m also trying to say that society has told us to look at one pathway and dismiss any other sort of information that doesn’t fit our limited worldviews.
I’m trying to say that we are constantly classified into a simplified spectrum from light to dark. But I’m also trying to say that once we trespass that and actually get to know people’s experiences, we access a different dimension of life and we become truly present in a civilized world with a true spectrum of infinite color.
I’m trying to say that the color of my skin should not dictate how I should act, what I should wear, how I should speak, or how I should live. But I’m also trying to say that we should not run from our characteristics, both physical and acquired.
I’m trying to say it is not bad to be different. But I am also trying to say that it should not define how I live my life.
I am inspired by the vivid colors of my culture and influenced by memories of home in Colombia. Art and writing permit me to liberate my emotions and, in a certain way, feel at peace… at least for a couple of minutes.
