Wording For A 3rd Birthday Invitation

Engine Room

ok, it's been a mess of time for a change .. a lot of blogs that I visit have lost my posts and a lot of things I wanted to do have been gathering dust .. but this is clear already from the time gap between something and another. but then time is what it is and try to get by the best in the business (that just is not creative, in fact .. is like .. say quadratic) and my "passion" is a little 'punch with what I do to earn my bread ..

and in a bit 'you need to make an important choice .. and who will be sacrificed on the altar instead of the fatted calf? mmm .. mumble mumble .. We'll see!

however, enough pieces in my personal life that does not give anything to anyone (but I write for the same, tie!), The work in question parliaimo

all started a few months ago .. something scrawled on one of my books and stood there waiting to rot, until I picked it all to get some inspiration (to draw from the good times when they are thin .. aho, 'I'm in the mood to be around biblical stuff). I just do not want to scan half a affarino tiny 3x2 cm, and then laughing and joking with bozzettino I had a painter, so just to see how he jumped out, all in superformatocinemascope (makes sense? no.'ll become stupid to print 'robo am)

bozzettino then I tried to paint the old one, just to see how he jumped out .. first in grayscale, because it is very cool, and then a moment the sense of light and shadow. mmm, not bad ..

the end I found myself in color and refine something that always seemed at least a sketch and more and more to something finite. great discovery (which I find every time, but then I forget to remember): "how many details do not matter so much that counts is the idea that you transmit. I applied this maxim? not this time.

and here's the finished work .. perhaps a bit 'too dark (but the rest is subjective .. how is calibrated the damn monitor!)

ah, for the record .. I always imagine strange places, huge and pointless but where I find it perfectly (thanks so much, I go out of my head) and where I could spend a lot of time getting lost .. and this is one of those. my mental refuge. what are all those machines and gears? so.so not only that it is very hot and you smell of wood smoke and mineral oil.