That little ghostly thing would be me.







I have a thing for mountains, ever since I was a kid and read so many fairy tales. There's a magic to them and I really don't go that often, but there's a saying and it goes something like "every time a man climbs a mountain, the man comes down wiser" (It's a poor translation but you get the idea) and I was thinking about that all my way up, especially when I walked on my own with the group behind me. I always thought that nature will mainly teach you modesty, to learn how powerful ...and I've got to say it: tricky and dangerous it can be. You really get the feel of some scary tales while in the wild and hold on to any human trace as if life depended on it.

YET again I end up evoiding faces, but I did like this one, makes me think of two strange lovecraftian characters.

I've been obsessed with this song for so long ♥

That's me ;)

These were for a brochure about work and different professions.

Ilustraciones para un folleto sobre diferentes profesiones y desarrollo de microempresa.

The one that comes back home, yearning for security, yet with a grown body and mind cuddles, knees in her chest ...still shaking

For once I thought... even though horrors live in the back of my head... they seem more real, more present than all the goods, all the riches and calm seems so unattainable.

escena de "Never let me go" 2010 dirigida por Mark Romanek

Exposición de dibujo en la Universidad el Bosque. Mayo 11 de 2012 Peregrinaje. Salir, abandonar la seguridad del hogar y dejar que los caprichos dicten hacia donde hay que ir. Recorrer de todas las formas posibles, volver en la historia y contagiarse de miedos antiguos, atravesar las puertas de los castillos y olvidarse de arquitecturas y reglas. Decidir qué extraños acompañarán el camino y deliberadamente trazar líneas y marcar sombras donde no hay nada. Garras, picos y patas se manifiestan frente al observador atento y se olvida la civilización, al menos mientras la fantasía dure.

Show with some of my works at my University.May 11 de 2012
Leave, abandon all security home can offer and let whim decide where to go. Roam in every possible way, go back in Time and fear old fears. Pass through doors of castles, forget structures and rules. Decide which strangers will walk the path and draw lines and shadows where once was nothing. Paws, beaks and feet manifest for those who see intently and then civilization is forgotten... at least for as long as a shred of fantasy remains.

Alexander, from Where the Wild Things Are

If we are to be called pirates, then so be it. Puede usarse como foto de portada en facebook, para eso lo hice.

Wild thing.

Aprender de la anatomía

Los veo y aprendo y luego tienen las caras que yo quiero que tengan

Laboriosidad

Porque está por encima de eso. Lo rugoso también funciona.

See what I see.

Maybe you can tell by the way they gaze.

Maybe you can tell by the way they gaze.