mirco e i devices

ready, able

di tigri e armadilli

La petita galeria

La petita galeria is a little amazing bar with a little exhibition room in the heart of Raval, my (favourite) district of barcelona. In August, every week they organize the Sketch Wensday: is nothing sophisticated or artistic-wannabe, they simply put some marker, pencil and paper sheet on the tables, and everyone can draw, write, cut and paste the paper as he want. It's probably the only place where I saw an initiative like this work pretty well. Almost all the people, while chatting and drinking, were drawing. Even if sounds weird going out to put myself drawing on a table (read: I do it everyday in my house), I really enjoyed it without feeling the typical pressure of drawing in a public place. If you got the same problem and are in barcelona in this moment, you can start from here to solve it.

corvi

volpi, some sketch

buscando tijeras

folk singer I always wanted to meet in the streets of rome but there wasn't.

watercolors on paper.

little boxes on the hill

I always thought that moving is the best way to find old drawing and produce some new.
(but you can do a lot of other things as well: loving the city you lived in for 5 years like never before, watching over the window with a sad face, playing ukulele feeling the small version of Audrey Hepburn with a small version of a guitar, and other shameful thing I'm avoiding to list.)

sun, family, artichockes: I'm coming back home.


(old draw)(new one)

london memories

throwing stones, going home

367 giorni, e ricomincia il rito valigia.
un mese di sardegna, che inizia bene e finisce benissimo. Nel mezzo mare, campagna, famiglia, serate più o meno sensate, sole, cani, la vita come dovrebbe essere insomma.
Le ultime liste, gli ultimi adesivi prima dell'aeroplanino.

new flyer!



i preferred this, less-saturated, version, but the dj decided for the first one.

these are panda days. god bless who invented sleeping masks and who gaves me the panda-eyes-shaped one.

when everything in town goes to the dogs, don't worry, there's always a supercolorpanda inside of you that solves everything.


actually, mine is wearing pyjamas.

today like three months ago.

BBB.? But life goes on.

casa nuova, vita nuova, scarpe nuove.

life is nothing without pencils, sheets, pen tablet, scanner. I'm having fun using photoshop pretending it is MS Paint.


and tomorrow..new home. Today I discovered that I've got an elevator, a balcony, a microwave oven and this wonderful moka:


oh, and two little cats. but I've got no pics yet, they're shy.

TRASLOCO

goodbye pianta carnivora
goodbye stewie
goodbye stanzadimatte
goodbye calcetto portarifiuti, non sei mai servito al tuo scopo.

blood test

I always end up like this..do you remember the movie requiem for a dream?My arm feels like jared leto's one, with the difference that I'm not into heroine, I don't have an emo band, and I'm not an handsome raw youth.

new obsession:

flying moustaches.

In the meanwhile...

scanner tore the page. what a pity.

Verrà la morte e avrà i tuoi occhi.

Sarà come smettere un vizio,
come vedere nello specchio
riemergere un viso morto,
come ascoltare un labbro chiuso.
Scenderemo nel gorgo muti.