The wind heals a heart

I can't help but being in love with spring winds.. and they always seem to be there to heal your heart when it feels bruised.

Another doodle today, I liked this one, I remembered some old times, and thought I would share. I know we just began winter time, but I can't help myself. I always seem to dream too early of the next season. And Spring has always been my favourite.

sometimes..

..sometimes you don't even try to hide it.

I was missing doodling this way.. and though nowadays misery and sadness doesn't hit that often, it still happens sometimes. Even though things are way better now.

Christmas Lights With You

And finally we'll get to see the lights together, of only for once.

I watched Desolation of Smaug the other day, and I gotta say, all in all, I love this two. I was listening to Paradise Stars by Noah and the Whale and I broke down into tears.

I just want them to hang out one day and look at the stars together and feel free and be happy. They are both so young and they don’t quite buy all the stuff they are being told, and I think they feel really close to each other, they understand each other in a simple way. And I love that. Like when you find someone who shares your same sensitivities and you can’t believe there’s someone out there who understand you. It feels magical.

Still on a holidays mood!

Pitch's longing

There are few who’d deny, at what I do I am the best

for my talents are renowned far and wide

when it comes to surprises in the moonlit night

I excel without ever even trying

with the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms

I have seen grown men give out a shriek

with the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan

I have swept the very bravest off their feet.

Yet year after year, it’s the same routine

and I grow so weary of the sound of screams

and I, Jack, the Pumpkin King  Pitch, the Nightmares King

have grown so tired of the same old thing

Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones

an emptiness began to grow

there’s something out there, far from my home

a longing that I’ve never known..

Jack's longing - The Nightmare before Christmas

I was listening to The Nightmare Before Christmas soundtrack and the idea that Pitch was the boogyeman and that the boogyeman had some lines on the This is Halloween song pumped up and then I searched, did a drawing, and then Jack's lament started playing and I couldn't help myself but thinking of Pitch. I'd love to see Pitch singing a song!

Just a rough sketch, now that my computer seems to finally work again (fingers crossed) let's see if I can keep on drawing this days. I'll keep you updated with more news that are going on!

A bright smile and flowers in your hair

"Then we grew a bit and romanticized the time I saw flowers in your hair" 

I wasn't having the best of days, mostly because summer sun and hot tires me a lot lately, and I become unable to do much, so I decided I would draw, 'cause that always helps, and drawing people with brights smiles always makes me happy, I was also trying 'The Lumineers' for no reason at all, I had just never given them a chance, and I am pretty much liking them, their songs put me in a good mood and that's all I needed today!

I wish people smiled much more, when they felt like doing so, and not hide under 'coolness' how amazing they really are. It's not like you should always be smiling if you don't feel like doing so, but I believe if you want to and feel like doing it, you should smile, because that and some good laugh are some of the best things I can think of right now.

I've been reading this morning and it was mentioned someone who barely smiles but when they did it, it was a bright one, the type of sincere smiling childs give, and I kept thinking about it. I believe that as you grow old you realise the world that's around you, how it is not as little as you thought it was, and how many trouble there is, and even though that trouble exists, some people tend to forget the things that made them smile before. They are little and simple, but much more valuable than the biggest treasure (even more than Erebor's!!). And they still exist. They're still there waiting for you to smile for them.

What I mean is that it seems much more "acceptable" to say how much you hate or dislike something than it is to say how much you love a thing. There's nothing wrong about being enthusiast about something, about liking it, enjoying it and saying how much you  love it. So please don't be mean when someone says they like one thing and laugh at them for liking it that much. 

It's wonderful to love!

They say so but..

..It's a game I don't wanna play.

I'm 50% done with my final exams, so I could do some quick sketches today, which I posted on Tumblr, but I'm kinda liking this one, so I'm posting it here too. Like the way it turned out to be, and the tetures, and colours! (I know you're not supposed to say so about your own piece)

Anyway, I'm 50% more happy today as I'm almost done with it, still a week to go, but we'll get there alright, I'm sure! And I've never been really exited about summer, but somehow this year I am, not about beach and not about the sun, but surely about finally being able to have time to start new projects (I wanna play with watercolours, yep!) and so many other things, but also, I'll have time to get to see my friends and stuff, and I trully miss them.

Oh! also, wanna wear nice t-shirts. I guess that's a big reason too.

Hope you're having an alright mid-week. Best wishes for the rest of it.

Swing

Gave me a push and he started singing
I sang along while I was swinging

The sound of our voices made us forget everything
That had ever hurt our feelings.

Tire Swing - Kimya Dawson

One day I'll find a nice boy. And whenever he feels blue I'll go there and try and make him smile and forget about what brings the hurting, if only for a moment. And somehow that way, I'll be helpful. Maybe someone will really need me then.

A simple kiss because: "A kiss heals everything" "Um beijo cura tudo" "Un beso lo cura todo" "Un bacio guarisce tutto" "UN PETÓ HO CURA TOT".

I think that the catalan word for kiss, "Petó" is one of my favourites words. Its sound is so simple yet so wonderful. It's really little while its meaning is really big. It means everything, and resumed in such a nice little word that when you pronounce it, you're pretty much moving your mouth as if you were about to kiss someone. And isn't that wonderful?

The Other Self

..is always there, waiting to arise

I don't know, but I have this feeling that you only show what you want the others to see, and that there's always an other self of yourself (better or worse) hiding there. 

This was just a quick, quick doodle. At first I wanted to play just with brown and yellow, but...

Tea lover

A little warm up. I wanted to make something cute and I saw this photo of a girl wearing such cute dress that I couldn't resist drawing it. So, with this and thinking of how much, really much, I love tea, I made this.

Hope you like it and that, wherever you are, you're having a cup of hot tea. Better with a book on your hands or listening to your fabourite music. Maybe it's raining outside and you can hear raindrops falling on the roof. And there is a soft scent of wet earth. There's no need of going outside and there's no need of doing much so you can stay there and enjoy the moment.

Little things are what matters.

Some years ago

This is what I looked like some years ago. All in colours! hahah, I'm sorry, I was just having a little bit of fun remembering things. Now this was maybe long time ago, but it feels like yesterday. Though I don't think you really can change that much, so I'm probably much of the same now, maybe I'm kind of better at hiding it. Though I'm still such a weirdo. :)

Sorry, told ya I was just having some fun, and this was, indeed, fun to do. :) Even more when this song started playing:

I didn't like this one at first, but as I went on listening to it, I just started enjoying it. At least I do from time to time, and now might be one of those times. 

And this song was the one that started this all. This was the one that played with the DisneyLand (Paris) parade when I went there for the second time in my life (I've been there 3 times). It's just that this one has become part of my memories, and always will have a special place in my heart. I remember hearing the first beats of the song and getting nervous because of how much I wanted it to start. And reaching my head up (though I've always been tall, I was still a child so I could not see much) to try and see something. Idk, memories.

Come Closer..

.. if you want me to smooch you.

Sketching a little bit. I love doing so. And this time, the idea of a couple in a cute moment came to my mind after listening to some cheesy songs. I coulnd't help it.

The thing is that I totally failed the girl, she was supposed to be brunette, but it ended up in a kind of Brown-Blonde. And she was supposed to have a much more pixie cut, but well, this was how it turned out.

The other day I was talking about knowing that something is going to end while you're still living it, and this making you feel sad, well, this time is about those moments, even though you know they'll probably end someday, you must enjoy them as much as you can. Even if it's just for some seconds, then for those second make it big! Live it!

The Secrets I'll Keep for Myself

".. those are the things I wanna keep for myself. The secrets I'm not going to tell you."

This was mainly thought for tumblr, but I did like it enough to post it here. I don't know why, but so many times I feel some thoughts or some self secrets can't be trusted to anyone. At least not at first. Maybe in a way I feel that if I do, they become something real. Something that's there, and reality has always been so cruel, so I try my best to keep reality away from my secrets. Some of them.

I just hope you don't think that by "secrets" I mean something bad. Some times they are, not always. Secrets can be really good things, and a mix of good and bad might be the very best combination.

In The Snow

I was just doodling around and started doing this.. and yeah, It was inspired by Tumnus (the idea at least) actually she was not wearing a scarf at first, but then a lovely snowy melody played and I thought it would be wonderful that she could be standing there in the snow, and thought that she might get cold, so I added the scarf (it seems it's enough with that to stay a little bit warm..)

The idea, actually, was that she was living on our world but had come from another magical world (just like when you go to Narnia, or some other magical place, but the other way round) and had been living at our world since she was pretty young, that's why she's wearing a dress, 'cause she grew used at all that stuff. And it's supposed to be around the 20's, 'cause I like it, that's all the reasons why.
Maybe she wishes to go back to where she belongs, or maybe she's alright where she is, who knows?

Hope yo like it, I was missing all the drawing stuff 'cause I've been reading all this days (whenever I had some free time) and I did not much drawing, and what I did, I did it in the traditional way, I don't think any of that will get posted here, maybe just one of all those drawings.. I don't know, I'm still thinking about that, not pretty sure of it.

Cover It With Flowers

This is just a practice drawing.. I liked the real photo so I decided to try and practice with it. I just used it as a reference to draw the basic lines and get the idea, and then I painted it. I did not use the photo as a reference for the painting, that's why the skin does not have the same tone and stuff like that. 

Anyway, right now what I really wanna get right is the human body, and now that I have much more free time, I think I'm gonna try and practice a lot, so don't get mad at me if I'm posting hands or feets and others..

I also tried a new way of painting in which the paper is over the colour layers.. I kinda like it.

Posted it on my tumblr first but thought I would post it here too.

I really like the idea that this could do for an album cover or something.. 

Sad little girl

Sad day, and I don't even have a big reason for.. it just feels like this today. I was just sketching some sad girls while listening to Perfume Genius.. and this came out. So ended up painting one of the drawings.. trying a new, easy way of painting.

I don't know what else to say, it's funny that when you're sad you can speak out your heart much more easily than when you're happy. At least that's how I work. I also think that actually, drawing sad people is a way to relieve the sadness, as well as a musician would do it with sad songs and writers with sad stories. I believe the hardest thing to do is draw happy people, sing or write about them, when you're sad and you're not part of it. At least, when I draw those type of things I'm usually crying. It's funny the way it hurts.

Maybe I'll be posting some old drawings this days. When they were done, though I love them to the bones, I could not post them 'cause they were too personal, now that that feeling is not anymore the same, I think I can post them.

Why?

"Why are you always saving me from falling? Why are you always there to catch me, when it's me the one that wants to be there for you? 
It is me the one trying to put a smile on your face. I am the one who wants to help you whenever you need me, and hold you when things go wrong and all you wanna do is cry.
And so, if I am the one who's doing it all for you, why are you always there, holding me in your arms? Where's that world of sadness of your heart hidden? I know it is there, under that mask you wear to protect me."

I just wanna say that it doesn't matter who's saying this (the boy or the girl), the only thing that's important is that feeling that's in there, but I must say that the idea of the guy being the one speaking those words is so sweet to me.

In other news, I guess it's time for me to start a research about male's haircuts. I'm always doing the same, or variations of that one.

At the Early Morning Light

Maybe one day I'll share your smile then. But untill that moment I'll hold on my dreams.

Right now I really wanna go out at the very early morning (or late night) just to feel that cold breeze and see the very first light in the morning.. maybe sit on the grass and stay there.. not doing much but enjoying the moment.

Have you ever thought about all those dreams you once had? You really felt them.. but as years gone by, you forgot about them.. they, somehow, banished. I've always believed, though, that the feelings for something or someone never disappear. You can love someone or hate that someone, but if you once cared,  in some or another way, you'll always care. I like to think that way, 'cause if not, life would be too sad.. 

I just can't stand the idea that no one is caring.. I know that's mean, but I can't help it. If someone cares, you don't feel so alone.. if there's someone out there trying to understand you, to get what you really wanna say, the feeling you put into something you've done.. oh, I wish there's someone out there who undestands it.

and.. um... yeah.. I want that lovely shirt..

Tora!

Tora! Tora! Tora! Tora! 

Well, I think I've never talked about Tora here, but she's my beloved character. Made her few years ago, trying to write all the story, but I must accept I'm not good at that. It has been so long since I last draw her, and I was already missing her. 

She's the new queen of "Rubturbs" where, as you can see, red is the main colour. And yep, they are all from a land with 4 different countries, and each one has a different colour. So Rubturb's colour is the red one, and the royal family has red hair and red eyes too. They are desert people, and I love to imagine her wearing baggy clothes, and, though you cannot see it, going barefoot.

"When you first saw her you could not take your eyes off. Her red hair sparkled through sunset, as if it was fire itself. Her clothes, dancing with the wind, seemed to be part of that fire too, and as she approached she always looked in your eyes with her deep red ones. And then, that was it. You were enchanted."

And They Will Fall

...To Where You Dream.

Just wanted to draw that moment when you're reading a book you love and you start crying because of what's happening to the characters in it. You feel the way they feel, you get to live their story.. and that's something I love about books, how much you can get into that story and make it yours.

Trying to find a book to drive me away again.. not lucky. Anyway, in a few weeks I'm gonna start something I'm very exited about. I think it's gonna be something wonderful! which is not an easy thing to say.

Still so many work to do, but it seems that step by step it loses weight, so soon I'll be able to draw whenever I want to, and man, that is really nice. Exited about that too.

A Fool

.. I can't help being one. Sorry.

New ID. I just started drawing and ended up with this.

Why is it so easy to draw oneself? maybe it's 'cause we see ourselves all the time in mirrors and stuff.