Thirty-four years ago on a winter's day in July, a child was born.

Carol was her name, the younger of two siblings. She grew up in a loving family, in the care of a strict mother and a playful father, whom she looked up and loved with all her heart.

Since childhood everything artsy fascinated her. Music, poems, puppets, theater, illustrations, storytelling, etc.

Although life had not made it easy for the girl's artistic development, bringing many misunderstandings, bad advice, lack of references and plenty of self doubts. Nonetheless, she advanced on her path to becoming an adult and an artist in progress.

On this journey, which is half-artistic and half self-discovery, she encountered many kinds of people, and had to learn how to live together with others and with herself. This is the learning expecience of existence, and many times it's challenging.

The day will come when she will be able to put into paint and graphite everything she has observed.