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Labels: art, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration, Illustration Friday

Labels: art, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration, Illustration Friday

Labels: art, desventuras, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration, Illustration Friday

Labels: art, body, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration, Illustration Friday, pajas mentales, pastel

That little poem we had to learn by heart for our Literature exams when we were younger... "The Pirate's Song". Can you imagine a classfull of children repeating as if it was a choir all those lines on life in the sea, sailing and privateering around the world.... This one's a doodle for Illustration Friday

Did I say it was a "little" poem? Now this is edited for those of you who really want to learn Spanish... here's the full thing...

Con diez cañones por banda,
viento en popa, a toda vela,
no corta el mar, sino vuela
un velero bergantín.
Bajel pirata que llaman,
por su bravura, El Temido,
en todo mar conocido
del uno al otro confín.

La luna en el mar riela
en la lona gime el viento,
y alza en blando movimiento
olas de plata y azul;
y va el capitán pirata,
cantando alegre en la popa,
Asia a un lado, al otro Europa,
y allá a su frente Istambul:

Navega, velero mío
sin temor,
que ni enemigo navío
ni tormenta, ni bonanza
tu rumbo a torcer alcanza,
ni a sujetar tu valor.

Veinte presas
hemos hecho
a despecho
del inglés
y han rendido
sus pendones
cien naciones
a mis pies.

Que es mi barco mi tesoro,
que es mi dios la libertad,
mi ley, la fuerza y el viento,
mi única patria, la mar.

Allá; muevan feroz guerra
ciegos reyes
por un palmo más de tierra;
que yo aquí; tengo por mío
cuanto abarca el mar bravío,
a quien nadie impuso leyes.

Y no hay playa,
sea cualquiera,
ni bandera
de esplendor,
que no sienta
mi derecho
y dé pechos mi valor.

Que es mi barco mi tesoro,
que es mi dios la libertad,
mi ley, la fuerza y el viento,
mi única patria, la mar.

A la voz de "¡barco viene!"
es de ver
cómo vira y se previene
a todo trapo a escapar;
que yo soy el rey del mar,
y mi furia es de temer.

En las presas
yo divido
lo cogido
por igual;
sólo quiero
por riqueza
la belleza
sin rival.

Que es mi barco mi tesoro,
que es mi dios la libertad,
mi ley, la fuerza y el viento,
mi única patria, la mar.

¡Sentenciado estoy a muerte!
Yo me río
no me abandone la suerte,
y al mismo que me condena,
colgaré de alguna antena,
quizá; en su propio navío
Y si caigo,
¿qué es la vida?
Por perdida
ya la di,
cuando el yugo
del esclavo,
como un bravo,
sacudí.

Que es mi barco mi tesoro,
que es mi dios la libertad,
mi ley, la fuerza y el viento,
mi única patria, la mar.

Son mi música mejor
aquilones,
el estrépito y temblor
de los cables sacudidos,
del negro mar los bramidos
y el rugir de mis cañones.

Y del trueno
al son violento,
y del viento
al rebramar,
yo me duermo
sosegado,
arrullado
por el mar.

Que es mi barco mi tesoro,
que es mi dios la libertad,
mi ley, la fuerza y el viento,
mi única patria, la mar.

Labels: art, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration, Illustration Friday

We saw this luscious plant in the supermarket and I had to buy it! Just gave me an excuse to try out my new fab acrylic paints. I am still trying to get to grips with them as I was accustomed to using plastic paint (normal wallpainting pots, out from the tin, splashin colours directly onto the canvas). I am quite pleased with the watercolour effect even though composition and the rest are quite amateurish. Ah well... practice makes perfect.

Labels: art, drawing, illustration

Given the very restricted nature of my real life (hah! call it "real"), Mr. Mannginger ends up being the subject / victim of all my paintings, so, hello, here's another portrait of the boy.

This time the portrait has been done in a technique new to me. Photoetching. Of all the etching techniques I have practised, this is perhaps the most puzzling one. Why puzzling? Two possible reasons:
a) I haven't completely mastered it at all, as I've only done a 3 day course, and thus, I am not aware yet of the potential it may have.
b) The detachment from the plate... One does not really work it and thus control it that much, and the final product ends up being... the same photograph!

Hullo... you'll say, silly moo, of course the result is the photograph you have been working with... may the name "photoetching" have something to do with it? Of course! But still, I think I expected more from this technique, appart from giving the photo a ragged handmade look which may be lovely, it is still not fulfilling enough, it does not seem to be my work, my etching, but just another interpretation of a more or less successful photo.

Certainly need to keep on working with this and certainly would love to see examples of successful photoetching, since, at the moment, I do not know what I can expect from this technique.

Labels: art, etching, fotografía, grabado, illustration, photoetching, photography, portraits

Another drawing of the day! It is still work in process and I need to work with the background, but seemingly my obsession has shifted from motherly figures to childish figures with red balloons. Phil is convinced she's out to kill him and wants next drawing to be of herself with a popping balloon - evil man, to pop a child's balloon!

Labels: art, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration

Labels: art, dibujo, doodle, drawing, illustration, pastel

Labels: art, dibujo, drawing, pastel, portraits

Labels: art, body, dibujo, drawing, pastel

Labels: art, body, dibujo, drawing, pastel