Mr Wilson and its magazine

Can you still remember the first covers I posted for the Ulcera del Signor Wilson Magazine?
When it was printed in black and white only, it had few pages and the copies were limited. But these guy’s passion had no limits at all.

Now the magazine has 136 pages and many artists took part to the project in order to make it even more special.

I feel so lucky for being part of this. These guys are great, each of them, and I strongly love the project. The topics are always interesting and I have a lot of space to develop my own interpretations.

If you’re curious to know what’s inside, well, request your copy by writing to L’Ulcera del Signor Wilson Staff ! 😀 
And don’t forget to leave your opinion in the comments! 


We all change, drawing style too.

I tried to write a post where I could tell you how I reached this style.
I tried to write about how I picked certain words or sentences.
But the truth is I can’t explain it, I only know that I had these pictures in mind, these images, these shapes, these lines. I felt the need to let you understand who I really am, and if you look at the latest works I published on Instagram you’ll get what I mean.

This is how I feel, made of crooked lines going anywhere, directed into an infinite space where are floating words, shapes, thoughts.

I don’t know if this has any sense for you, but somehow when I look at them I feel like I see myself in te mirror. I want to write more, I want to write onto drawings and pictures. There are always too many ideas and too little time to bring them to life, but some of them naturally push me to work on them. Sometimes I don’t even realize it, and they’re done already.

Does it ever happens to you too?

 

Pug it up!

Press play to set the mood:

Do you like pugs?
Do you like music?
Do you like free stuff?

If so, stay tuned because a super giveaway it’s coming, involving this guy up here that’s also subject of my latest digital work. I really feel the urge to draw more animals… Yes, I can totally feel it. 🐕 🐈 🐇

CHEAP FESTIVAL 2018 | Call for artist entry

 

As promised, here’s something for CHEAP’s Call For Artist. I already said how much I was waiting for it to open in a previous post. 🙂 I also really liked the topic, Fragment/Unit, because it can be interpreted in different ways, especially in this historic moment.

While conformism is now the ordinary, we feel unique as never before. At the same time, a feeling of hate and violence is getting stronger, pushing our need to feel part of the human kind again, to find a greater love, to hold hands without fear. 

This is my vision and what I tried to represent. Last week I sent my work to CHEAP, selected works are going to be announced at the end of May, so… let’s hope for the best! 🤞

Cotonfioc 2018 | Call for Artist Entry

Cross your finger for me and my colorful girl.
I just sent my entry for the Cotonfioc 2018 Call for Artist. Cotonfioc is a music festival held in Genoa, this year’s going to be in June and the topic they gave was The others, closely nobody’s normal. As you can imagine, I love it.  So, inspired by the way of saying To show your true colors, this was my proposal, playing with the concept of a regular black and white girl and the weird colored mask.
Because we all know that the weird stuff is all kept inside, right?

I’m leaving here the poster preview but you can find the full project on my Behance. Just in case you stop by and you like it, think about pressing that thumb up, Id really appreciate that. 🙂

Okay, time to get back to work now, but I’ll let you know who the winner is and which posters will be selected for the exposition that will take place during the days of the festival, probably here or on my social channels. I bet it’s going to be as great as the call. Stay Tuned!

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Dive into words, like the white whale. [Free download]

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

Chiara

Within, White Out

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. ❤

Chiara

Connections

Connections

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?

What do you want to do?

What do I want to do?
What I DON’T want to do, that’s everything I know.

I want to learn day by day something new,
start again,
find out new limits
and then break the wind to tear them down.
Fall in love with beautiful things each new day,
and never stop feeling surprised when I realize that, instead,
this world is shining.
Throw lines on the paper and create shapes.
Soil them with shadows and color.
Feeling motivational dissatisfaction
to realize that you’re just evolving,
always,
to search for it because it’s vital, more than oxygen.

We live with this sword of Damocles upon us: “what do you want to do?”.
This is what I want to do, keep exploring and wondering everyday.
Keep opening new doors to understand how many things I still don’t know
and I probably never will.
Leave that curiosity will fill up my thoughts every second I breathe,
to feel my lungs full of soubts,
my head full of ideas,
my heart full of desire to carry on searching.