The pueblo is reborn in the cave of ' old tree I've always seen in movies and books in the pueblos Portrait caves of the mountains near the desert. I've always been fascinated by this city , perched on the mountain , protected by overhanging rocks of the ravines below , I can only imagine in my mind everyday life that took place in them, in a magical balance of public and private sector, and come to mind the most simple question , how can we reconcile , in harmony, personal needs in a small room like a small town nestled in a cave. In my digital painting I was inspired by a centuries-old chestnut tree, which dates back to 1350. Looking at this wonderful and monumental tree and happily impressed by how many embroidery bark had created over time , I noticed a significant crack that seemed to create a small cave inside. At that moment I thought, there might be in this slot houses for elves , why not? After all, if it is true that live in the woods and I was in the woods? From there I had the idea to create this painting naive " pueblo is reborn in the old tree cave ," who lives there ? No one knows, let the imagination 's ' the viewer to run, so that what is now the desert come to life , what is now the silence becomes a cheerful chat on the streets ....