About the Artist
Raúl Aguilar with the artistic name Héctor D'León, was born in 1973 in Estelí, Nicaragua, is a multifaceted artist and engineer. Influenced by his uncle, painter Donaldo Altamirano, and his father, a lawyer who first career was industrial design. He began formal art training at age 12 at the "Casa de la Cultura." Educated under the Jesuits at Central American High School, he developed a passion for literature and initially pursued "Arts and Letters" at UCA before switching to electronic engineering at UNI. In 1993, Héctor moved to the USA, selft-studying at the 8 levels building at the library at Southern Illinois University (SIU). There, he deepened his knowledge in visual arts, literature, and engineering, acquiring his first Macintosh for digital art. Returning to Nicaragua, he completed his engineering degree and worked with BIDE under Dr. John Strasma, integrating IT with his artistic pursuits. In 2000, Héctor founded Mac Center, Nicaragua's leading IT business for Apple computers, running it with his family until 2018, when political unrest forced him into exile. Now residing in Maryland, he continues his literary and visual art projects, including founding "Navegando en Literatura." Héctor remains committed to his art, choosing not to commercialize his works through traditional channels, and sustains himself through other professional endeavors. Website: hectordleon.comFeatured Work
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Featured Work: Photos
La cáscara del mundo/The shell of the world
Digital Photography
2024
My hidden self lies
in your waters,
In your fuzzy green _________
I'm a faint ray
A hyperbolic line across your neck
a quasi-dot in the shell of the world.
A self, lost, singular, that travels in your grayish quasar leaves.
I would like, at times, to speak to you or tell you my name,
you land over my shoulder
and a soft wave scares me away.
My breath is wiped out in your sphere-universe.
A century later, I'm coming back like a breeze in your hair.
Wind that one day stays and another day it leaves.
There I wait, I linger in your memory,
Lonely I make my wait on the edge of the weightless darkness of your cosmos
you, with your buds, your petioles, and on the underside of your leaves,
You just wait surreptitiously for the right moment.
For my part, I play at being a shadow stranded in your sweetgum.
Supposedly crossing your huge maroon petals and your coral crimson stigma.
You, in silence, no space, no time,
Like a big bang of its own
Execute your perfect plan
And in a sublime morsel the verb was made
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Sueños a tiempo/Dreams on time
See more information about Sueños a tiempo/Dreams on timeMedium: BlogYear: 2020Details: An essay-style text whose limits are crossed by fiction and by reflections aloud from literature. Only in Spanish.