Friday, 16 November 2012

The first step is admitting it.

In my life there is a daily BC and AC: before Coffee and After Coffee.

my BC by my favourite Rascal, Natalja

Before the first coffee I'm only the demo version* of myself.

Should I do something against my addiction?
How can I renounce to such a gorgeous familiar tradition?

Anyway, about my troubles with making coffee: well, Natalja found the obvious cause: if I'm making the coffe, I'm obviously before Coffee: how can I do anything before the coffe?!

* I proudly stolen this gag to Federica Orlati. Sorry, redhead dolly.

Tuesday, 13 November 2012

Story of Two Lanterns.

Once upon a time a girl with a flying surprise.

Me and the girl have drawn together on the flying surprise.
The girl have drawn a girl called Clementina.
I have drawn a flying fish called flying fish.

Me and the girl have tried to let fly the flying surprise.

But the flying surprise didn't flew.

The girl has decided to give me another lantern.

I conserved the lantern for another girl that contemplates little things and infinite wisdom.

I waited for the Night.

That Night the lantern flew.

The girl smiled.

End of the story of Two Lanterns

Thursday, 8 November 2012

Zun Zun Egui and Container

Container and the flyer attached on my carnet
Voila another reportage with sketches and photographs, again at dB'S of Utrecht, this time just for my pleasure and for Container, the first band on stage or rather a strong stream of healthy stoner.

Container (video on the stage)
After Container, on the stage Zun Zun Egui came. I abuse of the word "weird", but now I'm sure that is the proper one. My brain follows them wondering if I'm really listening to what I think. And when you start to believe to that magic energy…
… I don't know yet how fight against my desire to draw anyway! So here some portraits of them too.

Zun Zun Egui
Zun Zun Egui
Zun Zun Egui
Zun Zun Egui

Many psychedelic kisses to every monster from the land of the pink and grey.

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Are you still there?

Sometimes the sketch made without a goal drinking in a pub could tell you more, when you find it again at home.
Creative process, did you said?