The chronicles of the little artist and life of the last knight.[Hello steemit!]

Dear reader and word’s interpreters out there.

Before starting the journey that entails this story you need to know certain things.

→That everyone has their own world and their alternative realities in which they understand every experience around them and even more in their imagination; in spite of that everything what you’ll discover here is solemnly true.

→That Pablo Picasso said one day “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.” And I firmly believe in those words, fighting every day while I refuse to keep growing.

→And that each one of us has the freedom to “be”, in all its expression without being judge for it, because we are the responsibles of our happiness and sadness, of what we like and what we don’t like, and if we prefer black or white.

So from this side with my handwriting I trust in you by giving these words to you.

My journey through this planet started 7575 days ago on Thursday, 17th July 1997 in a small but beautiful country wrought with blood, passion and fire called #Venezuela in wich when I opened my eyes it was chosen for me the name of “Edward Villa”, but I introduce myself to you as “Eavil”.

And with a little bit of fear to look like an arrogant as “The last knight” …

It’s such an honor for me to announce to the Steemit community that my passion is the Art and that I come here to share it with you through my writings, my paintings, my music and my acts.

That the world gave the knowledge and life managed it to make them clear to me, and it’s my most humane duty to transmit them to you through my legacy and my letters.

And for others few curious like me, that I arrived here by a quirk of fate, I’ll give my experiences, telling how a little artist became in the last knight.

Finally, let me ask you something…

Would you give a smile?