Cup

I'm now working on a serie of drawings that will be published with poems. I received an invitation to collaborate working for this project with a nice guy named Anthony Lucero.

I really don't know if I'll show them when they're finished, maybe not, perhaps would be better to wait for the final product; still I'll be showing the progress of them.

This is the first one :)

On the radio

This next September my mum's radioshow for children will be 18 years old.

But this next month will be the last because she's been doing it for free, not because she wanted to but because they have always promised to make a contract and pay, which never happened.

Anyway

She asked me to take some photos yesterday and I did it gladly :)

This is our wonderful view. Years before there wasn't a building and there was this beautiful view of the whole city.

My mum showing all her teeth :D

"Which song would be next ?"

I still don't get used to the earphones :/

My mum and Miguel

Shared bed

Somewhere once I read about the pure act of sharing your bed with someone. Share it just for sleep, nothing more.

When we sleep is a intimate moment. Sometimes you sleep with the person you love, the person with whom you decide to share most intimate things. To let a "stranger", an outsider come into your bed could be an difficult act. First comes the silence just before falling asleep, the "finding the right moment" on which you or the other decide not to say something else

When we sleep is a intimate moment. Sometimes you sleep with the person you love, the person with whom you decide to share most intimate things. To let a "stranger", an outsider come into your bed could be an difficult act. First comes the silence just before falling asleep, the "finding the right moment" on which you or the other decide not to say something else, you let the silence fall between the bodies filling it all. Happens that one fall asleep before than the other, leaving one person bearing the emptiness in a crowded bed. For moments you can sleep, but now and then have to wake up when the questions start to fill your head:

"Is the other comfortable?" "Are you taking so much place, or making noises?" "When is the right time to wake up?", but most of all "Why is that person hugging the blankets while you're freezing?".

My main problem is the unconscious need of hugging. Could be anything, but what about when, in the middle of the night there's something bigger than Teddy, a pillow or just the blankets piled next to you. The need of hug becomes bigger, stronger, unavoidable. The moment never comes and the movement that could take you to do such act gets caught in the middle of it, in the middle of its natural course.

What would happen if, then, you don't stop and the reach of your arm gets the other in your embrace ? Would it be a moment of misunderstanding in the next morning ? The words would come, angry even, perhaps, perhaps nothing would happen and the other would take your arm away, could even, let it there and that's it.

I've shared my bed not too many times, with not too many persons. I shared it last night with a friend, and this morning I had to say: "Next time I'll make you my Teddy Bear".

In progress..

I thought about taking a break from the Idea Book, because I have no idea what to do !

Some time while ago illustrator Gustavo Aimar asked me to draw his portrait, and I did, but didn't like it at all. I'm making it all over again, perhaps keeping some of the ideas from previous drawing, perhaps...

This time the drawing is bigger, on white paper. Is funny to notice how after working with some other papers, when I start drawing on this it shows how much my technique has changed, for better, gladly :)

Draw your dinner

This is my simple entry for a simple dinner:

Tea and cookies.

Sometimes I like to dine not so heavy, as is the costume here in México, you know, tacos and such.

Tonight I'll have cereal with milk, yumm ! ;)

Song list

One of my ideas for the list: Make a song list with all the music I like the most... almost.

I chose those that makes me feel happy this days :)

Thanks the internet Gods and Goddeses for youtube :]

Entry # 3 - My RCA Camcorder

This entry was about buying something inexpensive. Maybe now you're wondering "how in earth is a camera inexpensive ?" well, it was very cheap, for a digital video camera, of course.

I went with my family to a Coppel store and I was looking around when I saw it. Because of the price and how it looked like I thought this would have a low quality image, something I had in mind for the videoart thing I'm attending at school, so I asked my sister to lend me some money to buy it.

I can say that I'm so happy with it. Still have little things, though, I don't like so much:

-It needs batteries

- The editing program that has is pc only -why they don't think some of us use mac ? :/-

I don't care much about editing program since I'm learning how to use Adove PremierePro, but the battery thing... Maybe is because is been a while since last time I used an electric device that needs them.

Ok, so it wasn't as inexpensive as was said on the entry, but it sure is "a symbol for my need to create" or something like that ;)

This is the first video I made with it. Enjoy