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“La vida es una tómbola” is about love and the constant struggle of trying to take care of your own heart. It comes from that street wisdom we grow up with — the idea that life is a lottery, unpredictable, unfair, generous one moment and cruel the next. You don’t always get what you deserve, and you rarely get what you expect.
This painting was born during a moment in my relationship when things were breaking apart. What made it especially painful was that, even though things were not working, I could still feel how much love was there between us. That contradiction — love still present, but the relationship failing — is one of the hardest things to accept.
In the painting, I am trying to care for my heart while knowing I can’t fully control the outcome. The water flowing from the hose represents effort, patience, and hope — the daily act of nurturing emotions, even when you’re unsure it will be enough. The heart on the ground is exposed, fragile, and alive. It receives care, but it also carries wounds that love alone cannot always heal.
This is where la vida es una tómbola meets what goes around comes around. What you give, what you endure, what you repeat — it all returns in some form. Not always as reward, sometimes as lesson.
This painting is not about giving up on love. It’s about loving without guarantees. About continuing to care even while things are breaking. About accepting that vulnerability, failure, and deep affection can exist at the same time — and that sometimes, despite all your effort, love still chooses its own path.
“La vida es una tómbola” is about love and the constant struggle of trying to take care of your own heart. It comes from that street wisdom we grow up with — the idea that life is a lottery, unpredictable, unfair, generous one moment and cruel the next. You don’t always get what you deserve, and you rarely get what you expect.
This painting was born during a moment in my relationship when things were breaking apart. What made it especially painful was that, even though things were not working, I could still feel how much love was there between us. That contradiction — love still present, but the relationship failing — is one of the hardest things to accept.
In the painting, I am trying to care for my heart while knowing I can’t fully control the outcome. The water flowing from the hose represents effort, patience, and hope — the daily act of nurturing emotions, even when you’re unsure it will be enough. The heart on the ground is exposed, fragile, and alive. It receives care, but it also carries wounds that love alone cannot always heal.
This is where la vida es una tómbola meets what goes around comes around. What you give, what you endure, what you repeat — it all returns in some form. Not always as reward, sometimes as lesson.
This painting is not about giving up on love. It’s about loving without guarantees. About continuing to care even while things are breaking. About accepting that vulnerability, failure, and deep affection can exist at the same time — and that sometimes, despite all your effort, love still chooses its own path.