Soplar

Let me blow off the dust on your skin,
so you can breath again.
Let me blow away the doubts on your way,
so you can see my footprints beside.
Let me blow out the cold in your feet,
so you can warm mine.
Let me blow up myself,
so you can join me again, pretty lady.
Labels: illustrations, moleskine, rotring
Latke and son

This is a sketch I made some days ago by the afternoon. You can see Latke who is an adult bacteria talking ot his son about the truths of life while sitting in the low front of a supermarket's car. I know the scale isn't quite there, but consider it an artistic license.
our cup of tea
The children illustrators group at deviantART have an assigment this month called "cup of tea". I made this drawing on the Moleskine sketchbook I bought in the Art Gallery of NSW with my trusty black birome:

Then after a bit of scanning and photoshoppin' with the wacom it ended up looking like this:

You can click on it and see it bigger at dA, this is what I wrote about it:
For those couples out there that sometimes feel everybody else is not their cup of tea.
For those who managed to get their own cup of tea to be happy in.
For those who chosed having less room and more hugs.

Then after a bit of scanning and photoshoppin' with the wacom it ended up looking like this:

You can click on it and see it bigger at dA, this is what I wrote about it:
For those couples out there that sometimes feel everybody else is not their cup of tea.
For those who managed to get their own cup of tea to be happy in.
For those who chosed having less room and more hugs.
Labels: birome, da, illustrations, moleskine, sketches, wacom

