Pinto angeles, these characters figment of my imagination, that I care for, protect me from myself, I light up and join me in this journey that is living. The paint and the others are interpreted and decoded, because each one corresponds to one. Seeking color, texture, posture and attitude that defines them in his gestures.

With their colors, textures and their wings covering me from the anguish, are my refuge and my salvation ... They fill the world of lightness that comes over every day inevitable ...

Painting, walking the brush strokes to lose and find necessary in this broad and deep field, the canvas. Deployed, open, observe, and finally embark on a frantic search of images, sensations, balance and success. Use colors, guts, heart and always latent uncertainty that we have finally achieved the expected and unexpected synthesis as well.

The fourth color, the result of the coexistence of the first three, the only, those causing all the beauty of our work. These reflect the three states of matter, the three ages, our size and that is a unique blend, unexpected and unique. That surprised us and leaves us with the compelling sensation of fullness and realization.

Achieve the elevation of the hand, the spirit, soul, playing with the matter, accidents, lines, curves and gaps. Invented figures, characters, stories such that we each deeply rooted in our being and those which reflect the relentless ride of our lives that ultimately it is the first, but fortunately not the only one.

... "Are on the threshold of the fullness of his work and the intimate knowledge that the road is this and no other domestic advances lit the conviction, leaving footprints in its wake the most beautiful and accomplished achievements.

Deformation beyond amazing, your creatures are as baptism regenerative magic touch that, subject to the fourth color, is none other than beauty.

Required pan, justice ... but also beauty. She is the mirror of the highest aspiration of man dissatisfied with life, go forever thirsty for freedom.

On the sea, sometimes hazy, surf ... And comforted the dismay of many horrors, we guided her and us, the beloved angel that bends gently and nobly.

His are his angels, unique in its kind, and you can not doubt that you can finally ... a better world. "

Guillermo Ravelo Zanussi-Buenos Aires, Argentina.