( w h i s p e r i n g ) ::: "K'é Turuq"

A long time ago, I met a tremendously inspiring bard, who I was considering, you know, way too talented, compared with me, to ask him any sort of collaboration like, you know, maybe an animation, having me as drawer and him as musician.

(What a dreamlike match!!!)

Another long time ago again, but then less long, this tremendously inspiring bard told me that, well, he was considering me way too talented, compared with him… but that, well, maybe, perhaps, you know… well, he told me he was thinking about doing something together – like, you know, maybe an animation, having me as drawer and him as musician.

(What a dreamlike match!!!)

So that's how, since those days on, I and Sir Felipe Iturrieta started our own very peculiar way for this short movie.

There are many reasons which are making so long our creative process and many are simply practical, like jobs, travels and projects, but there are two different ones, which are totally worthing this unexpected slow rhythm.

The first one is that our screenplay did need a serious deep cultural research and elaboration, indeed I may already picture how new discoveries will influence again the backgrounds and the whole design, which are still in progress.

The second reason is completely about the inspiration and the method. It happened that we were coming back to our subject, to our screenplay, to our character designs, sometimes after long pauses, and since we both don't have good memories at all, often we have been literally blow-minded by our own ideas (yes!), which we kept forgetting every time! This may look just freakish and absolutely nonfunctional, but, after the months were passing by and I was partly sad of not working continuously on this, we found out and had to admit that this weird way was creating, every time, a new blank space in which trip in and freely fantasise. Some of our favourite ideas actually came from those dynamics – and those dynamics have been (and will be) funny and wonderful in a way that, once again, makes already the process itself extremely interesting and magic.

We are now at the storyboard step (and keeping our eyes open for potential collaborators or co-production). The following drawings are mine, but we arrived together at them, sketching a lot and sharpening the concepts in our psychedelic dance.

…Mermaids & pirates, I'm very pleased to introduce to you the first glimpses from our animated short movie, K'é Turuq.

Diamanda

Eric

Eric

Study for the tarot card of the Justice (as vision); we represented like the Libra,
which is its correspondant card among the Italian deck of the Minchiate.

Another study of the Justice card.

Love & light & much inspiration,

Eta

A Dark Morning At Home ☉ Dilation

He Who Travels Far

Once upon a time a little eccentric, evil child, angry with anything and anybody, decided he was made to travel far.

Mongolia is the land he dreamt to reach more than any other since he learnt to read.

Today that child has grown, became unexpectedly good and after months  warming up himself and learning the Asian culture, to don't look like a rude ignorant man from Europe or America, today, after Malaysia, Thailand, Cambodia, Vietnam and Laos, now that grown child is at his last stop before the goal…

Today that child has grown, he's in Beijing and his heart gets faster each time he thinks about that: in six days, that grown child will be in Mongolia.

Hanggai is a band which lets whisper Mongolia in their magical art.

Some members of Hanggai are from Beijing, where the band is based; the leader and some other members are from Mongolia.

We Who Travels Far is their second album.

If I'm not mistaken, maybe you didn't neither really notify that title, when you were electrified by it for the first time, a long time ago, when you were still living in your beloved Utrecht and I was still in Italy. At least, I know I did notify it for sure.

The past 19th of May, around two months after your departure, when Hanggai came to Utrecht, I was floating around the stage to portrait them,

wishing to be blown by your same wind.

Vai maluco! :)

Six Months In A Roll

That joy I wish most of you still knows

of discovering the photographs from a roll you exposed a long ago.

Cees and Natalja

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The following pictures are from Copenhagen and the first part was in another roll I already posted
among other tributes to the rhythme.

I can see you

Gianvito and Giulia

Christiania 

Christiania 

Christiania

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The next ones are from Errolan's rehearsal, in February.

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Dogs, good music and gezellig.

And Masha.

Cheers,

to the Friendship!

«Is it finished?»

 – Is it finished?

 – Perhaps we'll finish it in some years.

This is what I reply to people ask me about the canvas hanged up in my chamber.

Because there is no hurry, there is never hurry.

Those lines and those colours came out during an experiment of collective automatic drawing, which means avoiding the rational attitude and do not plan anything before, following the subconscious.

Trying to walk in balance on the inner line without looking below on the sure rational path is not so easy, especially if one works with someone else and has to ignore the spontaneous desire of predict the someone else's idea. In fact, I'm sure that I didn't respect sufficiently the rules; they, though, have constituted certainly an inspiring territory where to dance.

Me and Felipe Iturrieta started first from a smaller size, painting on a sheet.

Most of the lines that don't form figures are actually automatic enough, probably, but for sure I felt that instead the figures were too conscious, at least I felt myself still to aware.

However, it have been very interesting and funny and also cool as preparation for the canvas, where we likely felt closest to the attitude of automatic drawings.

The canvas is 2 square meters and we didn't paint with big tools or often crossing the whole surface, we used pencils, pastels and average brushes, so our perception was probably like having rows of different sheets, one after the other one, hanged on a wall: most of the time, we were focusing on little spots.

The canvas in the beginning

On the canvas we were already freer and first we made something and then, often, we played to trip in it, telling if we were able to recognise any figure. Sometimes, we added a something to complete our found vision.

And you?

What do you see tripping on our automatic drawings?

.  . . .   …  • •☉•  •  …   . . .  .

Watching my wall, I still trip in these shapes and lines and colours; thanks to all its parts, I really can go through it as I'm on a railway – and the trip is for sure one my favourite concept and a good reminder of the pleasure and duty of knowledge, which is always a trip. I also like all the emptiness, as a piece of peace for my mind and another lovely reminder for all the route that is waiting for us.

That's what happened during my last birthday and that I adopt as good celebration for what I wish to my life:

 • art;

 • sharing.

Again    : )

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Pencil by Felipe Iturrieta and colours by Eta
Ecstatic Coelha Baunilha with Flying Fishes da disegno and Borboleta

Pictures from the goodbyes

These portraits come from a nice goodbye gig at Boothill Saloon, that was created to jam the last time in Utrecht with Felipe Iturrieta (here above) before his departure for a long long trip through Asia. If you feel like to follow his strange adventure, he just created Welcome to my Trip, a blog that is supposed to be updated every Tuesday (but don't freak out if he doesn't, it's hard that something unlucky happens to that lazy asshole…). Anyway, watch out: his hope is right to infect you with his travel mania. But, after all, you're already on my blog, that could inspire a bunch of bad bad stuff too!

Sief Giltay and Virgil Smit

Virgil Smit

Peter Sonnega

Peter Sonnega

Felipe Iturrieta

Sief and Felipe again, both not that complete…

Caio, really busy with looking busy

 I add also other pages from my sketchbook that are not from the same event, but from the same period of goodbyes.

Jules, among the most psychedelic people I ever met

After so many pictures of humans, the drawings of Tesoro (what a cute Italian name for a dog!) are probably my favourites. I miss a bit the presence of animals around me. I started to draw when I was child with my Grandma's dog and horse, my muses Lampo and Zivago. Their beauty is still unreachable. This is not time to have a dog, for me. But maybe it will be soon time to enjoy more nature. (Ah, shit, it just sounds like that a travel maniac bit me!)