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finished:)

Yes, finally! after many days of testing, test colors, extresarme to infinity and .... little cartoon today delivered the wedding!

has been a great challenge for me, but I like the "artistic challenges, and my stubbornness will not let me give up ever. After sketches and styles, I came across the idea that my client had in mind, so everything was ready to make the final. But the question was: black and white or color?. My client told me the magic words that almost all expect to hear "as you want, you're the one who understand" and which is a double-edged sword, because I was delighted to give me the freedom to finish the job, but now I wondered to myself: in black and white or color? jejeje

not much thought, I must say, as the color I lost, so I picked up my brushes and my colored pencils and get to work!

And I'm super satisfied with the work I did, because I got to give this point of distinction that I wanted to get out of the caricatures of life (that I love, yes, but not my style.)

So within a few days I will upload the final work, because I want to spend the wedding so that no unexpected (although I hung some pictures, but since they are sketches the resemblance is not as noticeable)

A kiss for all! comentareis to me and see what you think when it rises!

What Happened To Isabella Soprano

A little Mexican culture

This is something that haunts me head for a long time. Thanks to some photos a Mexican friend, I could see more clearly the color, pattern and other parties one of the most characteristic of Mexico: the day of the dead great and the day of the dead ones (ie, 1 and November 2, day All Saints here.)
I always felt attracted to this festival, it has little to do with what we do here to remind all those who have left us. For them it is like coming to party with those people who for one reason or another, passed from this life. And I love that, because although death is always a blow to me in particular, the day I leave this world, I do not remember me locked in a wooden box, but remember the good times and although only a day a year, I feel that party with them:)

I hope to see with my own eyes this time I'm passionate about, but for now I will continue to unleash my imagination, to reflect the colors, shapes, feeling the day of the dead.

There is a short stop motion that I love, which is entitled "to the bone, where a brutal version of the legendary" Weeping Woman "sings a song with the same name which reads:
not know they have the flowers, weeping, cemetery flowers
not know they have flowers, weeping, cemetery flowers
That when the wind moves, weeping, it seems that they are crying
That when the wind moves, weeping, it seems that they are crying Ay de mi llorona
, blue sky Ay de mi llorona
of blue
Although it costs my life, crybaby, I shall love
Although it costs my life, Moaning, will not stop loving you Your kisses
carry in my soul, llorona, which do not depart from
Your kisses my soul I've been in, llorona, which do not depart from my
The last of my mother, weeping, and the first I gave
The last of my mother, weeping, and the first thing you di ...
In case you want to see this short here I leave the link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9XDnxA4LvZE

Hope you like!

New Shoes Rub Back Of Ankle

A change ...? But if you please