Há os que fecham os olhos e se entregam ao ritmo da respiração, e os que olham em volta como que à procura de confirmação de que têm o braço esticado no ângulo correcto e a perna dobrada na direcção pedida. Há as senhoras reformadas que investem no equipamento da moda e não se separam … Continue reading Observação e Análise dos Ecossistemas nos Novos Templos Urbanos: o Ginásio
Primeira aguarela de 2019.
Some are Born to Endless Night. - William Blake, 'Auguries of Innocence' I bought this album over 10 years ago, on my birthday. It was terribly overpriced - probably with the excuse of being an indie import from a faraway country - but I felt so happy to see a Hawksley Workman record in a … Continue reading Some are Born to sweet delight
Is it the fever first And then the fire?
Aside from the amazing depth and wonderful story, one of the reasons why I love The Endless is how great their are for art practice. From Dream to Delirum's hair, which I have been trying to get right for aeons, to the fabric in Destiny's cloak, Desire's androgyny and Despair's Buddha-from-the-underworld appearance. They're all wonderful … Continue reading The Endless Panel
Breaking my foot was, by far, one of the best things that ever happened to me. And, even though I set my crutches aside over a year ago, there's something about forced seclusion that makes you want to suck the marrow out of life as soon as you're able to walk the world again. It … Continue reading Song Illustration: The Right Words
Weekend watercolour for a rainy Saturday. Based on original art by Thomas Joseph.
Once I took the universe to dinner When she failed to yield the earth's demands 'Oh,' she said 'you mean that little ant farm? I'm alright, dear, I've got other plans' And we're sad because we think we don't belong here We're guilty 'cause we think we should be stars Floating in a navy soup, … Continue reading Song Illustration Series: Universe
É a sina de qualquer aprendiz: antes de se conseguir criar obra nossa, passamos eternidades a copiar (muito) os que já o fazem. Para perceber como se chega lá, para exercitar os músculos até conseguirmos andar sem as rodinhas de apoio. Os desenhos por aqui começaram depois dos 30 e, só muito recentemente, a surgir … Continue reading Hoje o mar sou eu
If you have never heard of it before, I will tell you now: Inktober is by far the coolest living challenge on the internet. Created in 2009, the idea is fairly simply (as most good things are): to make one ink drawing a day during the entire month of October. There's an official prompt, with … Continue reading What Inktober can teach you
With five months and counting of crutches, cast, orthopaedic shoes, surgery and more crutches, I try to make my days as productive as I can. When it doesn't work it's only because there is so much I want to do that I end up not doing a thing at all. Luckily, that isn't always the … Continue reading The seclusion strokes
My first real attempts at drawing only started a little after I turned 30. Just like with photography (and those teenage oh-so-deep-and-observant writing drafts), my absolute favourite theme has always been people. Even during the age of analogue film photography, when a film roll of 36 photos would last you a year, my friends would … Continue reading Back to basics
Trying to practice the basics with one of my dream illustrators. The original: My humble attempt:
Watercolour on black paper experiment, in the making
The anniversary peacock.
The upside of being indoors on hot August days.