Sunday, February 07, 2010

Another Crying Portrait February 2009


Picture taken maybe 2 months ago, but it fits today's mood.

ANXIETY, oh fucking gawd I really need to calm the fuck down.

Ayer me dolio el pecho todo el dia.

Quiero besos tuyos.

Update: the anxiety was over as soon as I started to breath and meditate.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Self-portrait 2010

Smudges

Smudges on my glasses.
I like to keep them all day, sometimes they just give me a headache so I have to clean them right away :)

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Monday, January 11, 2010

Buddy and Diamond



I'd like to be an illustrator for children books. It's one of my dreams. Sometimes I look for short stories written by kids. I found this hilarious one http://www.bedtime.com/html/buddy_and_diamond.htm about gerbils going to the disco :)

quintor.blogspot.com

Hello 2010!

Welcome 2010 :)

This is the first time I share this. This is my "12 o'clock new day of every year drawing" I've been doing this for some time now. I have to draw something fast because people usually are behind my back ready to give me hugs and kisses.

This man was wearing a funny sailor suit

Nattie Gone (first time with a pony tail)

Guess what it is.


Southener?

?

Drawing while listening "Agua de Rosas" by Lila Downs

Imagine

Dragon!

Pissed off.

Sketches for drypoint project

Imagine some more....

New logo?



I love my 6B pencils :)

Triple Tee sketches

Triple Tee "Golden Waves"

Plant and fruit sketches

Octopus!!!



Trying to draw 2 new things: landscape and sci fi

Pissed off. A lot.

I'd kill for a cig

Triple Tee


Mmmm :)
Again, welcome 2010!! bring it on bitch.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

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!

Thursday, December 03, 2009

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!

Thursday, November 05, 2009

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

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

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.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

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.