…there are some authors that experience their artwork slowly cease in popularity while others live long enough to overcome such moments.
This a Biography of Author valentino caronte whom was raised in a land full of red poppies as far as the eyes could see. When I reflect upon what has been my greatest influence, I would have to dedicate that title to the act of creating. That moment where I can see the initial bright spark right before something is created is inspiring and motivating in itself. The magic created when an idea meets action and becomes something great is a phenomenon I live for. When I was younger, there was a moment where I found myself yelling towards the sky as if somewhere were up there listening to me. I yearned to be heard and understood. In that instance, I realized that words had meaning.
Now, I live my life writing down everything before I pass on. I often wonder, will I live forever as long as I keep writing? My expansive knowledge comes from centuries of observing the world as it turned and moved while those around me thought it was standing still. People and their intricate relationships with each other and the planet are fascinating and often the subject of my writing. Although I enjoy researching, digging, and contemplating, I find myself feeling trapped within these four walls with nothing to keep me company but my desk and bad ideas.
When I am away from worldly distractions, I enjoy tweaking, organizing, and polishing my book. In addition, much of my pastime is spent brainstorming and dreaming of what I will write about next. I’m over awake long into the late hours of the night; in fact, I often allow myself to grow delusional with exhaustion as some of my best writing comes from that mindset. Over the years, my book has grown into a grand and descriptive account of everything. Even when I am not writing, I am researching the technical aspects of poetry to stay current and educated on the various styles.
Author Iconic Style
Caronte with a chilling look
Valentino Caronte main attire revolve the red leather jacket worn on most occasions. The leather comes from premium tanned hide soaked in red dye. The flaps of fabric held together by a double stitched red thread.
Following the jacket, the item that lures the eye is the mask he never seems to take off, unless he is writing. The white mask has two main elements which are a sun on the upper most right side and a vibrant bush with a budding flower underneath the right eye. The symbol behind them seem to be unknown to the public, yet, they hold much meaning to his past.
Additionally, the dark gloves, shirt, and jean help amplify his silhouette. The empty void makes him wider than he is as his upper body float at first glance. Making the boots, worn out three inch mules, an impression that are hard to forget. There are distinctive metal skull buckles that shake on every step. The world seem to never stay still as each heel strikes the pavement.