viernes, 5 de noviembre de 2021


El señor Troncoso tenía manos de árbol, y cuando las aves anidaban en sus ramas él se quedaba totalmente quieto hasta que los pichones dejaban el nido.


2 comentarios:

Sasa Saastamoinen dijo...

Hi Roberto,
Here I am!! I realise I enjoy this longer form of sharing and viewing art more... Happy that you are still here :)
Love this work, I don't think I spotted it in Instagram. There is something very sweet and comforting in it. We should all be like señor Troncoso.
XXX, Sasa

roberto M. dijo...

Hi Sasa, Thank you very much for your comment. It's kind of weird to go back to the times of saying this. Thank you for taking the time to visit my blog, but it is also good not to "close" communication channels in these times of isolation, estrangement, and lack of human contact.