Sunny day.


“Happiness isn’t something that depends on our surroundings.. it’s something we create within ourselves.”


Another simple, quick sketch from me.


The beauty of autumn


I saw this beautiful quote and I thought I should share it.

The thing is, I strongly dislike the winter. I’m not going to say hate.. actually I am going to say that. Fall therefore, is just an intro for the winter. I don’t like being cold, and where I live, no matter how many layers of clothing I wear I am still cold. The sun is out for about an hour a day and everything is muddy… I’m exaggerating but you get the picture. And don’t even get me started on capitalized consumerist holidays. So yes, I am practically the grinch, you can go on and hate me.
Despite all that, you can’t deny that nature in autumn turns into an awe inspiring work of art. It shows us the beauty of destruction, tearing down what no longer serves and growing again in the beginning of a new season.

In the name of keeping a positive outlook and not letting the weather influence my emotions, I decided to go out and snap some photos. As you may see, I am not a pro in photography.



Iner nacissist let loose







La vida es un carnaval, and everybody wears a mask.

Life is a carneval edited

“She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.”
― Shel Silverstein, Every Thing on It


Writing101- Take a cue from your readers.
Because I noticed my drawings are the most comented on. This is a old one I did.

Learn how to see / Quotes

To develop a complete mind: study the science of art; study the art of science. Learn how to see. Realize that everything connects to everything else.” – Leonardo da Vinci

When I was younger I wanted to become a surgeon. Today I’m grateful I didn’t go down that road, mostly because… well school. Anyways, I wanted to know everything about the human body and I would always research anatomy. I even drew myself a skeleton which is still on my wall. Everyone say hi to Buddy. And please be nice to him, I was just staring to draw back then.


As I was also interested in art and history, secret societies and all, I stumbeled acros Leonardo da Vinci.  He surely was a colorful personality back in the day.A mathematical genius, he supposedly had the idea for every invention ever made. He could write with both of his hands. He had a fabulous beard. He was vegetarian. There is a ninja turtel namad after him and we don’t even have to mention his art. Lastly, he had a liking to digging up corpes and disecting them. Actually, modern medicine has a lot to thank to his sketches.

“The human foot is a masterpiece of engineering and a work of art.”

Think about how our bones are connected, how your muscles move them. Every nerve is connected so that we can experience taste, sound, sight. Every atom is and has function. A human is a precisely engineered organism, just like nature itself. When you look at a leaf, you can see how all of its veins connect and you could trace them all the way back to the roots of the tree. Leonardo was a big advocate of art being inspired by nature. It isn’t just painters and photographers, whole buildings can be modeled to resemble nature, all the way down to it’s structural elements. You can see it in science too. Airplanes that imitate the flight of birds, mathematical formulas to describe the spirals on a snail. The same spirals and geometrical laws that can be find in the composition of paintings.
In order to draw a better picture of the human body, you have to know it’s anatomy. There is a profound connection between science and art and inspiration and knowledge often come from unexpected places.

Honestly, I am not completely sure if Leonardo da Vinci actually said ths quote because you can find a lot on the Internet and apparently Albert Einstein also said a lot of things, but I think it doesn’t really matter. It is the idea behind it that matters. The fact thet so many people can be touched and inspired by a few well arranged words is truly astonishing.

A map to a paper town

Last week I finaly got to see the Paper Towns movie so I wanted to make a post. Mostly I just wanted to have a reason to share my drawing inspired by the book:


Yes I actually went outside to pin that down and take a picture while my neighbours were awkwardy staring.

Great. Now that the grounds are all covered. The book/movie deals with misinterpretation of another person. Idealising someone, imagening them as more than they are. A fenomenon often called ‘having a crush’. I can say I’m guilty.I tend to create a picture of someone in my head based on very little information, which is a very unhealthy habit. That way, I’m just setting myself up for disappointment and and setting unfair expectations on the other person.

We often find it hard to see another person as someone who has fears and stays up at night thinking about life and what they are doing with it and how cool it would be to have a howerboard ( and I mean an actual howering one , not one of those segways every internet person is beeing anoying with, even thaugh they do seem kind of great). Anyway, it made me think about my own need to meet other people’s expectations and how I wory about being perceived a certain way, when often you are already a simplified concept in their mind just as they may be in yours. Like that one guy who went to kindergarten with you who ate his boogers and now you just know him as that guy who ate his booger even thaugh he’s a grown up with a life and you don’t know him at all. It’s hard to imagine others as more than a concept, something separated from us, an idea of what they might be, someone who we don’t realize is as complex as we are. If we could remind ourselves that the other person is also human, in fact as much human as we are, it could save us quite some trouble.

Unless there is a possibility they are an alien projecting in a human body. In that case, I don’t know.. one love? 

And the movie was great by the way.

Why I write

When I was in the 3rd grade, I thaught that I was gay… okay, that’s a stupid joke and it’s getting old. Moving on.
When I was in the 3rd grade, I would remember every detail of my reading assignments. The books were getting bigger and I was fascinated by how someone can create a whole world on those pages. Every detail mathered. And I am still fascinated. You can visit galaxys, other worlds, parallel universes or just the inner workings of someone elses mind.
I often hear people say that writing doesn’t matter, that art doen’t matter. Children are discouraged to pursue arts because “you won’t be able to make a living of that”. Why did I even start to blogg? The world wouldn’t stop without it. Why do I bother creating anything ? I guess to silence that voice that comes with every idea. The one that can’t stop talking about the idea, but at the same time won’t let it go because it’s not quite done yet. At some point you just have to relase your creation into the world or keep wresteling with the thaught. It might be insignificant, but even if it’s important only to you, that’s fine. It might as well be important to someone else, or even more people than you think. Shakespeare sure didn’t think he would end up on high school reading lists all over the world. The books I read  mattered to me. Some more and some less. They helped shape the person I am and find knowledge in unexpected places.
We grow by interacting and sharing ideas. That’s how we got from living in caves to watching cat videos on the Internet.

And to close this up :


Letting go

Like a lot of people,I have some trouble, like the kids say, to just let go and go with the flow. Okay technically I am a kid but whatevet it sounds cool.

You know when you talk to somebody and you just say something stupid or you start telling a story and it just doesn’t go as planned and you think about it for hours because you could have said samothing else. Like right now I typed this sentance over over to make sure it sound good. And I am an artist.. by which I mean i draw something occasionally.. and i can work on a drawing for hovers because I just can’t let that line be where it wants to be. That is until I started to work with watercolor. When you work with something like that it just requiers a certain amount of letting go. You put the color on paper and you have to let it do it’s own thing in order to create something… like Jason Pollock did. Okay, he didn’t work with watercolor but bare with me. Some of the most famous paintings in moderm history wouldn’t be created if he didn’t decide to stop controling the paint. And not only in art but in life,it is generally good to let go sometimes and stop overthinking. Most of the time we have this picture in our minds of how something will develop but life doesn’t have a script.. if we let go of that and work in the moment it might even turn out better. It’s okay to be a perfectionalist and strive to make yourself better but beautiful things happen if you let them develop as they do.. like colors mixing on paper.

And for shameless selfpromotion here is a picture.