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​"Javi, why always blue?" It's the million-dollar question. To many, I am already BLUE. And I understand the curiosity. ​If I go into "intense artist" mode, I could give you a textbook answer. I could tell you that color psychology states that blue conveys trust and calm. I could talk to you about spirituality and chakras. Or I could quote Kandinsky saying that blue is the color of stillness. ​Sounds great, right? Very professional, very studied. ​But I'm going to be honest w

​Have you ever stopped to think about what your best memories are made of? If we analyze them under a microscope, most of the time, the setting blurs out and only the emotion remains. ​Today I’ve been thinking about this. I don't know if it's because the calm has finally arrived after the madness of the holidays and one starts to take stock, or simply because I have a brutal cold. And of course, since I’m a bundle of nerves and a danger when I'm not doing something, my head h

​I have stopped accumulating silence. Before, I was an expert at keeping quiet, at swallowing the knots in my throat, at "letting it go." But I have discovered that life is insultingly short to go around carrying everything we don't say. ​Now I say what I feel. Without filters. And not because I am immune to pain, but because I have understood that being sensitive is not being weak; it is the only dignified way to be human. ​We live in a society of emotional cowards. We have

​I spent years off the radar. And it wasn't a strategic withdrawal; it was a collapse. ​Three years ago, the pressure finally crushed me. There came a day when the mirror became my enemy: what I saw reflected horrified me, I didn't like it, I felt it wasn't me. While the world kept turning, my mind was invaded by a deafening chaos, a constant noise full of sentences repeating in a loop: "You are useless. You are worthless. You will never achieve anything." ​I believed every o