Bodies and Words

Bueno, un fin de semana de mierda y un fin de semana hermoso, las dos cosas al mismo tiempo. Viernes en casa despues de tomarme el dia libre, y el sabado el examen (me fue mejor que antes), el esperado partido de Argentina, Alemania... una cagada, pero son cosas que pasan. Tube mucha suerte de que me perdi el partido. Volvi a casa, no tenia llave, no tenia bateria, no tenia a donde ir, tenia hambre y suenio, me tire sola en un lugar secreto que solo yo conosco y las hormiguitas que alimente para que tengan un festin chocolatoso. Ah cuanto chocolate comi dios. Despues en casa super aburrida, llame a quien crei que nunca me iba responde, y respondio y salio todo tan lindo. Hoy fui a Yogapalooza y despues la marcha gay de Toronto. Y bleh, estoy bien... pero...

This painting is for Mathura, a girl I met at my nightschool when I was taking English. She asked me to copy one picture, and so I did. I started it today and I hope by next week it will be done, I have to add the smoke and paint some parts of the hand. I like it so far

Melatonin

Another lonely Friday night. Now it’s not a matter of being anti-social, it’s a matter of getting home after work very tired. I’m actually extremely happy of having the freedom of staying in, doing nothing. Tomorrow I work in the morning and then hopefully I will catch up with some friends. I’m posting this drawing/painting from my sketchbook. The idea was to complete everything but then I got lazy and I decided to just paint with acrylic to finish it. Something that scares me is the fact that I don’t know how I will be able to explain the concept of my art. The truth is, when I draw I don’t spend time thinking to come up with ideas, I just do it and it just happens. I’m sure this is bad, because most teachers want to see some sort of process; they want to see how you plan your piece. I rather just enjoy myself and doing what pops up in my mind.

This piece its about all the messy, uncontrolled, mixed and destructive feelings inside of us, that most us decide to keep inside because we know that once this part of us is exposed, it becomes fragile. The mouth, represents what I desire, represents lust and confusion between something I want and something I need.

Los elefantitos.

I haven’t posted anything in about a year. It’s really scary how time flies and how things can change or remain exactly the same. I finally found my first official full time job as an office assistant at Vista Assessment Centre located right in front of Sheppard-Yonge station. It’s been really hard for me to adapt to this new routine, especially when you have so much responsibilities in your hands and not much experience. Other than that, I been going to night school and I finally graduated from High School. I got accepted to the illustration program at OCAD, but before starting university I need to pass an English exam, which I already failed. What about my free time? I have stopped doing photo shoots (it’s too tiring and I don’t feel very comfortable with most photographers) and I been going to shows. What about my plans for now? I want to pass my English exam so I can start university this September, I want to make enough money to go to Argentina for my birthday and I want to sell some of my paintings around downtown.

Liza gave birth a couple days ago, and I decided to paint something for her as a gift. I love the background color, and the simplicity of the birds. It is obviously inspired on the cd cover of BMTH.