yusaymon🎩🗝️
I was 9 when I knew I wanted to be a painter.
The world around me was already falling apart—
a home full of shouting, broken walls, and silences heavier than any punch.I grew up in a violent household.
But then the Adventists found us—and somehow, they brought calm.
The prayers got louder than the chaos. That saved something in me.Art became my escape. My first language.
I didn’t have fancy tools—just scraps of cardboard, rusted pencils, and raw need.
I wasn’t trying to make something pretty. I was drawing to survive.
Every line whispered: “You’re still here. Don’t give up.”Then Venezuela collapsed.
No work. No way forward. Just a restless heart and visions I couldn’t ignore.
So I left—with nothing but a sketchbook and instinct.
Crossed borders, chased breath: Dominican Republic, Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, Argentina.Always moving. Always creating.
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Learning to leave digital footprints even when the real world felt unstable.In 2017, I met Stellabelle. She didn’t just inspire me—she literally helped me survive.
She taught me, worked with me, believed in me.I’ll always be grateful to her. Her guidance was like light breaking through static.Since then, I’ve been turning my chaos into cryptoart. Abstract noise. Neo-expressionist fire. 3D glitches soaked in memory.I’ve been hacked. I’ve lost it all. I’ve started over—more than once.
But that’s part of the ritual. You rebuild. You adapt. You stay wild.I’m here to burn through the system—with scars, rhythm, and raw truth.Every piece I create is a signal.
A fragment of pain. A spark of hope.
A pulse for those still out there—fighting, dreaming,
trying to stay human
in a world that keeps breaking and breathing at the same time.
