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mirror mirror on the wall
who am i after all?
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and included some of the stuff that's been pilling up in ff-found folders on my computer.
handpicked memories with a touch of _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and sprinkled with plenty of pepper.
tourist through life
with a passport for fleeting thoughts. i keep reality in broken pieces tucked inside my pocket.
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Met the sky and kissed the sea, but i always knew that the sky couldn't embrace me, nor the sea rest me. Down the drain in sinking spirals, the night is bleached by turning. Try to accept the the wheel, end up washed out,burried beneath its hard crust. a new i everyday to sea.are we all just washing machines, tumbling moments inside ourselves until they crumble to fine pixels of sand? Does nothingness rest our souls finally? Billions of turning wheels in the street, chearning, grinding, pounding, falling, ticking, talking,,,one repetitive motion to grind us all into one.
wednesdays are yellow
insides remain invisible to the naked eye, still we can only guess.,chimney sweeper gave me 7 little broom ends for luck this morning.
heads disappearing and reappearing
Mini series of creatures and creations for Jumatatea Plina Bookstore.
from Romania
what's it like to live in Romania and be part of the E.U. you wonder? I've been asking myself the same stinking question, and it's been rotting my brains for the past month. This is the answer i've been able to come up with: my first sort of "serios/political" comic story. Below is the package for the CD that goes with the it, printed on ivory flipping paper. all for my personal insanity and www.eurocartoon.eu.
Special attention to ladies'&childrens' hair bobbling
Over here we have some stickers i made a couple of months ago + a friend's hand-drawn.
i like to refer to this piece as death with flowers. and it is some sort of a flag.
this was meant to be a flyer for dropdread, yet ended up as a sticker. it didn't turn out exactly how i thought it would but still i like, the same way i like rotten cheese, even though it stinks.
i went home for 2 days and this is what i remembered.
and this goes BONUS: a nice link to some sexy old shiznit. as the saying goes: you can take the shit out of the man but you can't take the man out of shit, hihihi...
owl williams
good nait, i've been trying to upgrade this shiznit blog for a while but still seem to be facing perilous difficulty in maintaning contact with section 456/7.1 of my existence, oh well, but as soon as i'll get a bit of internet on my computer and more clarity of mind i'll upgrade with some friendly hunter drawings and other such paraphernalia.
all is just work in progress.,of the this,
here's a strange selection of pictures i've ended up with on my desktop by various artists whose names don't all come to my mind, like Victor Brauner, Nan Goldin and a couple less known.
and here's a couple of links from the internet: http://www.helsinkibiennale.com/artist.htm, http://www.aniceideaeveryday.com, http://www.thisisreallybadnews.com/
typographish vork by russian avant-garde. f*^-'#)}-k!!!
http://www.moma.org/exhibitions/2002/russian/
it's old, but still feels fresher than most of the shit we're seeing today. iashido showed me this site, explore it and if you're into typefaces take a look through http://www.dailytype.ru/.
this guy is disgustingly good
check his gruesome, grueling, bleah stuffs at http://www.taylormckimens.com/.
refrigerator fun
Untitled folders on the computer, empty desk drawers, revolving doors and all. Time's always ticking and talking. Maybe time's passing is our only certainty. Waking up just in time to watch the sun set, thinking you've probably woken up 2 days after. Wishing you'd stayed up long enough not to sleep the whole day. Battery lows charged in sunlight. Blue blue sky. Towers cut down the sky. Roofs are patches of skin. But through the cracks of the streets rays of glowing light burst and evaporate when they hit the asphalt. Orange-pink blue grey blurry sharp blades of soft light.
Advertising signs have already started blinking in the streets. Now the rays look like claws hooked to the clouds to keep the sun from falling. Everything. Ripples, drops, making their way back into the sea, the ocean. Filtering a base vibration. Ice caps melting, economy crisis hits, general melt down. Some things are connected some are too disconnected, no web of care or understanding to connect them. Rosebud. Copy paste, people dancing like people they see on TV, looking like what they see in magazines and posing like models every step of the imaginary way. born slippy. sliding doors, doors that open from the floor, cold old floor. Brrr, energy buzzing, some sounds always in the distance even with supposed deep silence, i guess silence is hard to hear in the city. dirty epic-underworld. Jjjjj, sounds in our vocabulary composed and ordered, out of their multitude to form a base and then the branches of music stretch further away, from roots to the whole, veins pumping clay drops of honey to seep through our nest of insides. Mirror mirror on the wall, what lies inside me?
TAXI is my graduation project. it's a box containing 6 projects made together with 6 friends: Felix, Adriana, Anca, Turbo, Basti and Silvestru.It's 26 by 20 cm, weighs 650g and has its own passport.
Felix- Poez, a booklet of 16 poems, packed like old biscuits.
Adi-One minute useless thoughts, 9 fragile postcards
Tudor-Turbo Tudor package, for his lovely photos
Anca-Wooloomooloo's magic moments, map of Anca's stories.
Basti-How to paste up in 3 easy steps plus paste up by Basti, the paste up is more than 1m high
Silve- Card game portfolio,with 24 huge A5 cards.
the passport's about the box and about the friends i collaborated with on it.
personal&comissioned work
these are illustrations of Felix's (Makunouchi Bento) poems, for my diploma.
Esquire magazine illustration and flyer+poster for Theater Day at Aualeu (Synopsis work), to see the poster go to http://www.aualeu.ro/, and the handwriting belongs to my grandfather*
this flyer is part of the materials we made, at Synopsis, for Easter at a local shopping Centre; they are also the first characters i've ever done using a Wacom :^
and this baby here is the inside spread for Makunouchi Bento for the TMBase2008 workshop.
stashed away
here are some illustrations i've kept stashed away, they've been filling up my notebook trying to escape.
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