The concentration to break through. A discipline that finds freedom. Inside, underground, rumbles. As we go deeper, we find many more bodies.

Mysterious miracles, a sometimes hard to see. The fold over that doubles the thickness.

Abrupt, instant change, when things happen they happen fast. Motivations, the beginnings, the tremors.

Circumstances and apologies, back and forth, yin-yang.

Shake, mix, show of a balance. The above ground show of something universal.

by Eddie Alfaro 2009

Eddie Alfaro Painting Video

The belief of a one, and the see of another. Special is the circumstances that create belief. Angled are the edges, circles created slowly, smoothed. A small way becomes the gates of a pushed volume. Melodies softly played, easy to be heard. The rest can be silenced a purpose involving determination, the movement of bodies to make space. In the through look, a fresh perspective, the view of new. Long is the wait, slow run water. The word talk laugh timing, a notice that there is something in the nothing.

My name is Eddie Alfaro. In my art I find enlightenment, a system in the random. A prophetic feel that shows things that are not yet there. My life has been a study in losing myself, my ego, my fear, to build a trust. To find an involvement in this creation. A transference of a force I do not know that name of, beautiful glow fire.