Yup, I ripped this page from a Moby Dick book. A pretty old and used one actually.
Nice edition, I loved the italian translation.
My friend said I am a monster for doing it.
But I did it for the sake of art, could you ever forgive me?
Plus, that was just a part of the real book. Come on! ❤
I found it years ago in a thrift shop and started reading it, but as I said, it was just half of the book. So I decided to buy a better edition, with amazing illustrations and to use this old one to have fun. 🙂
The original piece is going to be a gift, but thinking about that, I decided to make it a gift for you all, soooo… Yup, surprise! You can find an A4 printable version for free in my downloadable area!
If you haven’t done it yet, simply subscribe to my newsletter to get the access code!
Click here to go straight to the page and do it. ❤
Consider it my late Christmas Gift, eheh!
If you download it and make a picture out of it for your home or whatever, please send me a picture, I’d be super glad to know about it and to see the result. <3
That’s the name of my first exhibition in the beautiful town I’m living, Florence.
It’s been 2 years now since I moved here. My life changed completely, I took back some things I totally stopped doing, like singing, writing, drawing.
2 years ago I would have never thought about seeing my drawings exposed in Florence.
And if only you knew how much I love unexpected plot twists in my life. 🙂
But keeping it simple and short, I’m writing to share with you this event, just in case you happen to be in Florence this wednesday, I will be at via dell’Albero 18, inside the ContestaRockHair salon, and my drawings will be there for about a month.
I really wish to see you there. ❤
A bell is ringing.
Can you hear it from the woods?
A ray of light
hole the shadow.
Don’t speak now,
listen to the sough of the wind
wash your face from the past,
you can leave it here.
Can the music keep playing?
I don’t want to hear anything else.
I just want to rest my head
We’ve been wandering too long.
I lost the count of my steps.
all I know is they brought me here,
to face the wanderer
and lay my weights.
How did I become so different?
How did I become so much like you?
How are we so apart?
How are we so alike?
I’ve been trying to animate one of my drawing.
I actually enjoyed this way more than what I thought!
The fact that I like music, well, I guess you already know that.
That one of my goals is to work for the music world, well, not all of you might know this.