Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Octopussss



The plan: to reach out to the world, to join creatives, to decorate the world, to extent a tentacle and grab a hand of hope. To pave the world with the beauty of creation. Of hand painted human brain brush colour idea activity.
Im gonna pave London with this bad boys. Octopuses.
THIS OCTOPUS YOU SEE IS CALLED OCTONUMBER 1. ITS THE FIRST ONE EVER!!!!

Friday, 5 August 2011

Thick Skin


to carry on on life's harsh conditions, you need a thick skin.

Thursday, 28 July 2011

To hope...


Ever wondered where butterflies fly to? To hope.... straight there, to a place where colours are not pointless and fragile wings dont get destroyed but fly high instead. Hope is a place in our heads and hearts where we think and feel for a second that everything is impossible and that whatever we wish for, we will get it. HOPE.

Ancient Doors


Another acrylic painting that comes from America Latina before it was named that. This doors hide its secrets.

Old SketcheS CollaGe 2


Another collection of mainly watercolours I did last summer. I had a horrible office job but in the evenings, I have my self the chance to really be, through drawing.

OLd sKetches CoLlage 1



A collection of old drawings from a sketch book, dated summer 2010.
I thought it meant nothing at the time, now I can a see an evolution.

Friday, 8 July 2011

More art to check out

This is my brother's deviant art site:

http://ianfvb.deviantart.com/

Check it out for he is a brilliant photographer.

Friday, 1 July 2011

Dolls and Skulls


A fusion painting, about my two origins... Ecuador and its ancient almost completely forgotten Inca empire and their love of death, and Russia, with its dolls.

Momentary Happiness.



Happiness. So brief, you cant catch it, you cant grab it, you cant hold it. Like a balloon filled with helium leaving your heart to the sky it goes.

Monday, 20 June 2011

What to pack on life's neon suitcase?

I was thinking, because that is what I mostly do... think think and write. To think about the contents of this suitcase and life's suitcase. I know very little about why I paint them. I guess I draw a more colourful world that the pale light of London. I guess I draw my naivety or an impossible life made possible because of my left hand, the one that paints. Then there is that warm, deep but fragile feeling, similar to love and nostalgia that we all keep inside. I want to draw it, I want to draw the human condition, my human condition...

Monday, 6 June 2011

A naive Tree


There's something inverted about it.

Stir wheel and gloves


A drawing made with the stationary at my work's desk.........

Extraterrestrial greetings


He evolved from the colour spectrum just to say hello to you!

Mah face

this is me travelling....................

This girl

My first attempt to draw a human face, this one is a mixture of my own face with my friends. wehey!

Persian paper tile



Blue paint and sticky stuff.

Past Dreams


Second painting on canvas. Something from the the Inca spirit.
Hidden tiger, crocodile, falcon and snake.

Night Sky Dreams


First paint on canvas
A hand catches as far as it reaches

Las Mariposas Gordas son Imposibles


mariposas gordas...........
They are not imposible

Its a girl/robot story


First attempt to draw cartoon characters with anime influence. The girl is called Lolly and the robot its called Pop..............

Open the suitcase!


Your will find loads of this...
Moons, Suns, Planets and Stars dancing in the twilight of colour.