By Daniel Ortega Beltrán
Drawing on Paper
13.5in by 10in
Once, I was young… like the Captain, and I loved diving into the murky waters of the sirens’ sky. A siren from Quilmes dragged me all the way here. How could I not fly alongside her dreams, unafraid to fight her ghosts?
A part of me says I belong here. Maybe it’s your light reflected over the Río de la Plata—the seed of the tree, the flower, and the fruit.
It’s also the brewer with his beer, and the sweet alfajor—my favorite, Capitán del Espacio.
