J. D. Gómez Campillo: Living to create

José David Gómez Campello (Murcia, 1993) is a Spanish painter, sculpture artist, musician and poet that utilizes innovating methods for his creations. “Since back I can remember I always wanted to create. My sister and I used to go to the Forrest and make figures with the mud I found in puddles”. After that, being…

Retrospective – From vinyl to Spotify… told backwards

Everybody listen at music. I cannot imagine my life without my headphones. Music is that special last ingredient in a cake that adds a sweet flavor. It doesn’t matter what style do you listen to. This post is not about that. It is about how you choose to listen to your music. I will tell backwards…

Universal Studios: treasured memory

Living is a short process, and I mean shot because 70-90 years are not enough to do it all. Some people keep trying living their life to the fullest and some just are happy with their way of life. But there is a third kind, in which I include myself: the ones who live from…

Brick by brick – or how I grew up

I am amazed by the imaginative world of LEGO, and how if you connect piece A with piece B, ecetera, etc, etc you can build an amazing figure, and that made me think? Does it work for everything? I mean, can I – and my personality – be compared with a LEGO? I was just…

The greatest superhero dies

He couldn’t fly, he didn’t have any special sense or could read minds, but Stan Lee made us believe such powers could exist. Behind the pages or his comics, his imagination became his greatest superpower. Generations of kids grew up loving the Incredible Hulk, Spiderman, Capitain America and company. To whoever doesn’t read Marvel Comics…

I am the Water Monkey

Not literally. Maybe just a regular monkey and you must agree with me – for sure. What I actually mean is that today I discovered something new about myself: I was born in the Year of the Monkey, according to Chinese calendar. Let me unwrap it. In Chinese astrology, each year is associated with a Chinese…

I always wanted to be a magician

It’s funny how the brain select some memories. I can’t remember my telephone number but instead, I can describe to perfection the first time I saw magic. I was 4 and I went to the circus with my godmother. It was beautiful. And when the magician entered in the stage, he asked for a volunteer,…