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.