Oldies

Here's some old stuff I found in my closet.
Chuck close contrast exercises.



A contactsheet of the "Fuck Discovery Channel" shoot



Composition III? I dunno....something like that.



yep. That's all.


PS: Hello Canada!

When Protest Posters Strike....

This is what happens when something breaks.....when something is affected by the visual taste.

Llamemos a Lista blog

Llamemos a lista Facebook group


and besides the fact that I'm the creator of both groups (technically, cause it was Trejos' idea)

I'm enjoying a lot the fact that my university was affected by the visual ideals that we all have been learning the past 2 years and half. This is the power of images, it's the power of the visual contact. That is why it is essential to me to draw, to photograph, to capture the power.

Long live the image.
Que viva...

y pues si, tengo pereza de traducir. Y que?


My protest poster


Can someone find out the artist that I used for inspiration? hint:popart, madonna
HA!

New Lomo Pictures

I will scan them and retouch them soon :)

Illustration about Pierre Louÿs

I drew this one day while I was looking thru erotic poems. I found this man and I was confused cause of his writing style.

El Árbol.
Me despojé de la ropa para subir a un árbol: mis muslos desnudos abrazaron la corteza húmeda y lisa, mis manos pisaron sus ramas.

Luego en lo alto, entre sus hojas y defendida del calor por su generosa sombra, me puse a caballo sobre una horquillada rama balanceando los pies en el aire.

Había llovido. Las gotas que caían del follaje se deslizaban por mi piel. Mis manos estaban manchadas de musgo y mis pies que habían caminado sobre las flores estaban teñidos de rojo.

Cuando el viento pasaba a través de la copa todavía empapada, el árbol se estremecía, y yo entonces apretaba más las piernas y posé mis labios entreabiertos en la nuca musgosa de una rama.


The Tree

I undressed to climb a tree; my naked thighs embraced the smooth and humid bark; my sandals climbed upon the branches.

High up, but still beneath the leaves and shaded from the heat, I straddled a wide-spread fork and swung my feet into the void.

It had rained. Drops of water fell and flowed upon my skin. My hands were soiled with moss and my heels were reddened by the crushed blossoms.

I felt the lovely tree living when the wind passed through it; so I locked my legs tighter, and crushed my open lips to the hairy nape of a bough.

Dry Point / Punta Seca

My first dry point
Mi primera plancha de punta seca.

La expresión punta seca describe la técnica de rayar o rozar directamente la superficie de una plancha de metal (cobre, zinc, aluminio), o de plástico (mica, acrílico, CD), con una punta afilada de acero (agujas, puntas de compas, etc)

Drypoint is the technique of scratching directly on the surface of a metal plate (copper, zinc, aluminum) or plastics (acrylic, CD), with a sharp steel tip (needle compass, etc)

http://puntaseca.blogspot.com/

Prints coming soon

Mientras estaba enferma....

"While I was sick,I only thought about your kisses here.
And I dreamt about them making me feel better."


I miss you.

I wont do it anymore.

I wont finish the "Project 37".
It was a failure.
It was stupid in a way that I really don't need self pressure to finish something.
It was my decision and now I call it quits. Why not? It's mine and I'll decide when to quit my shit, specially if it haunts me (sometimes).
Quitter? sure why not.... I'm quitting smoking and it's working. This isn't working either so I quit.

Another Crying Portrait October 2009

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This is too much.

Moan

"I like when you moan inside my mouth. You make my tongue vibrate. You make my heart shake."

unDos

the great thing about looking at what I have done 3 hours after I finished a drawing is how I can look at it and say "this is crap". When I was ready to upload 2 images I looked at them and had to put them down immediately.
Yay....
:(

Tranquila September 2009

I've been feling "tranquila" lately.
Even more now.

I don't like to draw myself smiling, but this one deserved to have a little one :)
Yay :)

Another Crying Portrait "Afterclap"

Hello September

Another crying portrait, gawd damn it.
I miss taking pictures.
I still looking for that perfect artistic nude.
Anyone interested?

18/37 T. Tee

I guess I don't like selfpressure, that's why I didn't finish project 37 on time.
But I will finish it because I do like to finish/complete my stuff. Although it doesn't make sense anymore.

After a long time figuring out the background i decided to leave it blank. It looks better this way.


Breath T. just breath.

Fuck You Righty

Fuck you righty, you can go fuck yourself...but I might as well need you to do that, fucker.


:D

??

You see how easy this is?

http://www.artdesign365.blogspot.com/

17/37 Quoted

WIP: work in progress



"I paint pictures of myself to remind myself that I'm still around"- Andy Warhol

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"Me dibujo solo para saber que existo"- Andy Warhol

16/37 Bee Gees en Urgencias WIP

WIP: work in progress




I felt sick after listening to "You should be dancing" while looking at this guys with a swollen guy.
Wouldn't it be amazing if doctors and nurses pop out of that door and start to dance?

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Fue enfermo escuchar "You should be dancing" mientras miraba a un tipo con el ojo hinchado.
Seria muy entretenido si enfermeras y doctores salen de esas puertas y me bailan estilo sesentero en mis piernas...

15/37 Violeta

My cousin's cat came home after missgin 5 days with her lower body hurt. She, Violeta, was dragging her body around the house all the time. After a few moments we found her sitting on a corner like this...it was a disturbing sight.

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La gata de mi prima llego a la casa despues de haberse perdido por 5 dias con dolores desde la cadera. Violeta tenia que arrastrar tu cuerpo por toda la casa para poder moverse. Despues la encontramos sentada en una esquina de esta manera.....fue raro (yo me rei un poco) pero si fue impresionante su pose.
Nota: me rei por que estaba comoda. Ay!

14/37 Letter Double T

and this is all I can do so far.... It's probably 15% of what I really want it to become.

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Y hasta ahi puedo dibujar.... es probablemente un 15% de como quiero que quede.

13/37 "Hold On"

I didn't want to post this....since it's old...but oh well.

12/37 Como La Savila

Juicy
Slippery

yeah....

11/37 Lick Carne

I love to touch raw meat. It's intriguing. It's weird.
I remember as a kid I wanted to be a butcher, just because I love to touch raw meat.
Whenever I got to the supper market I stare at butchers touching all that meat. It looked good, and it feels good.

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Me gusta tocar la carne cruda. Es intrigante. Es raro.
Recuerdo cuando era chiquita quería ser carnicera, sólo porque me encanta tocar la carne cruda.
Cuando voy al supermercado me gusta ver como trabajan los carniceros y ver como tocan toda esa carne. Se ve rico y se siente bien.

10/37

I have a thing for collarbones. I want to make a photoseries about them :)

9/37

Para poder dibujarte mejor.

Egon Schiele Back

I love you man :)

Another Crying Portrait June 2009

After a stupid cellphone theft.
Ehh...I don't like this one a lot. My camera died on me after a few shots. So I had to choose the best out of four pictures.

8/37 Thunder Chest

I've never done this before. I drew a map of my chest pains. The left side hurts more than the right side. I'm used to this stupid pain but sometimes it's so fucking strong I wish I could grab my lung/muscle/heart/ribs and squeeze them to make it stop.


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Es primera vez que hago esto. Dibujé un mapa de mis dolores en el pecho. El lado izquierdo duele más que el lado derecho. Estoy acostumbrada a este dolor tonto, pero a veces el dolor es tan fuertemente maldito que me dan ganas de agarrar mi pulmón / músculo / corazón / costillas y apretarlos para que este dolor pare.

7/37 Nattie Gone Smokes

Process:
The blue one "7/37 Nattie Gone Smokes" was initially the first sketch
then it evolved into this



I started coloring with watercolors and colorpencil...then Bam! complete bullshit...



So I looked at the sketch today and decided to enhance it digitally


Nattie Gone :)

I'm trying...I swear. I said I'm not giving up.

By the way, I fixed the whole Feeds problem.....I'm sorry. Many people warned me about it, I realized I couldn't add myself to netvibes so I fixed it...my bad.


Question to my lovely limited followers:

What inspires you?

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Estoy intentando ... en serio que si. Dije que no lo iba a dejar.

Por cierto, arregle el problema de los feeds ..... lo siento. Mucha gente me advirtió sobre eso, me di cuenta que yo no me podia añadir a Netvibes, así que que lo arregle.


Pregunta para los que ven este blog:

¿Qué te inspira?

I sometimes....can't. I am not giving up Project 37, but I can't.

"Evolving artists often encounter a "crisis of belief." This means a failure of belief in the possibility of one's art connecting and being worthwhile, as well as belief in oneself as a creative dynamo. This crisis, which can lead to inertia and outright failure, is the penalty that comes with knowledge and understanding. It was ever thus, and it's part of the evolution of cultures.
To get those juices back artists need to reinstate a kind of blind faith in their mission and their capabilities. This may require some modification of goals and a shot of self-deception. While self-managed relaxation and re-centring may be necessary, more than anything it requires a resorting of priorities. Some artists opt for the maximum joy they can attain from the work itself, rather than trying to save the world. If all else fails there is always beauty. There's something to be said for beauty. Other artists see shallowness in beauty manufacture, and try to put more meaning and purpose into their work. We humans are marked by our capability of reinventing ourselves, and time and time again we evolve by these decisions." -- Robert
http://painterskeys.com/

6/37 Unhappy Women Make Dangerous Things

Last year I was so unhappy I felt I was in danger, making dangerous things. I was in extremely harmful. This drawing doesn’t relate to what I feel now.

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El año pasado fui tan infeliz, me sentia en peligro, hacia cosas peligrosas. Este dibujo no tiene nada que ver con lo que siento ahora.

5/37 Tilt My Moon

I had many images stuck in my head while drawing this piece of garbage. This is as lame as I can be. Can I be any lamer? also...i'm behind the schedule.

Ay...en espanol....me falta la letra que completa la palabra espanol de la manera correcta....pero me da pereza tener que undir 6 teclas para hacerlo.
Apesto... ahhh y estoy atrasada...yay.

4/37

Selfportrait.....nothing new.

I have a little smile

3/37

"Only Gawd Knows How Much I Loved You"


I don't like this one at all... No me gusta.

I'm having ridiculous photoshop problems...it wont save in layers. So I lost 2/37 (damn it) and probably this one (which I don't care) Damn you Adobe/virus/computer/me.

2/37 Fuck My Mouth

"Lick it, fuck my mouth"




Other lollipop illustrations

"Lick" 2006

"Just When Sucking Was Hard" 2008

1/37

I plan to do something similar to the 365 project. But in this case, since I'm a mediocre bastard, I'll do a 37 project which starts today and it will end July 28 of 2009, the day I start classes. I'm doing this since I'm having no luck finding a job....What if I find a job? I will either continue or be a mediocre bastard with little inspiration to finish a project.

I have a writing log that I started last year. I write down the stuff that I want to "draw". I will try my best to illustrate those thoughts.

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Tengo pensado hacer algo similar a los proyectos 365 . Pero en este caso, ya que soy una mediocre, voy a hacer un proyecto 37 que comienza hoy y finalizará 28 de julio de 2009, el día que comienzan las clases. Estoy haciendo esto porque estoy sin trabajo.... ¿Qué ocurre si encuentro un trabajo? Voy a continuar o tal vez seguire siendo una mediocre sin inspiración alguna para terminar un proyecto.

El año pasado empece a escribir pensamientos y cosas que quiero para "dibujar". Voy a tratar de ilustrar esos pensamientos.

Tranquila 2009

I've been feeling "tranquila" lately... and it feels so good.

I want to dream again. I want to travel. I want new everything and savor what I already have. I want to learn how to fantasize.

Sketch

Next week I will vent out my soul. I already promised myself.

It Was a Blue Shark

Para Inu :)


Blue gummy shark :)

Collection of "22 de Jazz"

The thumbnails are quite pathetic, click to view details :)












I had a little independent photoshoot last Friday where I had the chance to take pictures of Enrique Pena, a jazz bass player (correct me if I’m wrong) from the city. Besides the breathtaking 4 cups of Chai the performance was great. I’d love to do it again.

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Tuve un photoshoot independiente el viernes pasado. Tuve la oportunidad de tomarle fotos a Enrique Peña, un bajista de jazz (corrigeme si estoy equivocada) de la ciudad. Además de las impresionantes 4 tazas de Chai,el toque fue muy chevere. Me encantaría hacerlo de nuevo.

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