Time flies but the flame remains with the same intensity
Today … twenty years ago, i discovered my mom’s acoustic guitar covered with dust.
I remember when i touched it for the firstime, making sounds soon to be melodies.
Wondering the level i would reach years from then … but i quickly discovered i was not interested in being a guitar hero. Rejecting the academic knowledge for my own good, and anything near ” performance ” playing.
All i wanted ( and still do ) was to be able to express naturally my feelings and waves, no more no less. In the most authentic way, with its mistakes, d.i.y and sincere love.
I am glad, twenty years later, to still be the same ( but different ).
To be on the same track, but richer of melodies and experiences.
From day one i knew it would never stop, and it has never did.
More details on this journey HERE