Gallery portrays the time our teacher Hernando placed newspaper articles on the walls and invited us to imagine we were in a gallery. The articles described situations of suffering in Colombia. Hernando said it's our job to do something to relieve the suffering around us.

Welcome to my holy exhibition

of homeless children living in the street

the endless lines of tired and hungry beggars

and hoarders who have too much to eat

Me preguntan, creador hasta cuando

hasta cuando aguantarás el dolor

de ver a tu mundo trastornado

de escuchar tantos gritos de terror

As an artist I turn around the question

to those who have become my hands and feet

how much longer will you take to open up the gate

what will you do to meet my children’s needs?

I’m passing out the paintings in my gallery

choose the one that speaks a word to you

the painting will begin a transformation

feathered wings will rise above the zoo

As an artist I turn around the question

to those who have become my hands and feet

how much longer will you take to open up the gate

what will you do to meet my children’s needs?

I’m passing out the paintings in my gallery

choose the one that speaks a word to you

the painting will begin a transformation

feathered wings will rise above the zoo

Las balas de plomo se vuelven palomas, en esta galería de paz

Las balas de plomo se vuelven palomas, volamos a la libertad