Victor's story that was submitted with The Hoarde I
This is the tale of V. A mexican, misunderstood, artist. He's always been a hobby artist, but it would seem like he rather live for art. He always tries to craft new ideas...new gadgets, drawings...
One of the things he's done for years, which he likes and enjoys most; is black ink painting and pencil drawing. V is the only child born in a common family. He was raised by a strong Mother and a lovely father. A very interesting contrast. He never felt loneliness; instead, he developed ways to be creative - He was raised in ways that among other things, made him very confident.
For some reasons, he always was of the "strange", "dark" kind. He developed this curiosity...obsession about death...and moreover...the living dead...among other strange matters. He draws at nights...he sleeps late.
When he finishes something he usually likes it so much that he keeps it for himself. A few days ago, I was surprised. He, indeed, wanted to give away a very interesting painting. He gave it to me, in order to make something for it. It's something about "art of the dead", or so he says. He said that he tried to be very abstract, yet easy to catch. The work is entitled "the horde I"...it's "I" because he plans to make many more of these.
The drawing is small, half letter...it's based on black ink and fabriano paper.
