Mateo Scott
Since I can remember, I was never interested in anything other than poetry, books or drawing. That was my refuge, my safe place. I hid between fantasy pages, poorly written verses in the margins and pencil strokes that only I understood. It was always like this. Nothing else seemed to matter to me… or so I thought.
About Mateo Scott
Since I can remember, I was never interested in anything other than poetry, books or drawing. That was my refuge, my safe place. I hid between fantasy pages, poorly written verses in the margins and pencil strokes that only I understood. It was always like this. Nothing else seemed to matter to me… or so I thought.