I have lived most of my life in a town called 👆🏽 #MalgratdeMar, between Barcelona and Girona, in Spain. It is a small town next to the Mediterranean sea and during summer there are a lot of tourists coming from different parts of the country but also from other parts of Europe, to enjoy the weather, the beaches, the food and the drinks.
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I always had a hate/love relationship with my hometown. When I was a child I used to love it, when I was a teenager I used to kind of hate it because from my point of view there was nothing to do a part from walking from one side to the other of the town. I felt trapped and drowned. It was like I didn’t belong there anymore, even if I wanted to. So, I needed to go beyond of it to feel alive and breathe something different, to discover more and more.
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By the time I finished high school I went to live to Barcelona, thanks to my parents who helped me. During that time, I used to spend the weekdays in the city and the weekends in my hometown. For me being in the city was like a breath of fresh air, but going home it also helped me to recharge for the week ahead and to keep growing and discovering.
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The more I discovered, the further I wanted to go, and the furthest I am, (finally) the closest I want to be.
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I am not sure if I can live there anymore. Sometimes I had the feeling that my eagerness for discovering what it is outside of it, it was and is the way to escape to my shadow if I had any, where beyond its borders I could and can be anything without caring about what people would think about me. (I do not care anymore, YEAH!)
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This is my story/history with my hometown, but from now on I will (finally) put together my desire to merge graphic design and history. I will put some lipstick and eyeliner (lettering) to history to tell you stories, so it can be more interesting and not as boring as some people believe it.
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Are there any historic moments you would like to see illustrated through lettering?⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀