Silohuetted figures

Specially for Amos.


This is my handmade pinhole camera

These are the pictures for my surrealistic photography project taken with it





Silhouetted figures by the window
I watched the drama
of dancer-men and coffee-cake house
supreme.

(Glory to Dre for the quote)

Comme une nébuleuse

Les premiers jours dans l'université semblent maintenant comme une nébuleuse; ne m'en rappelle pas bien. Mais je me souviens d'un mélange de sentiments; je me sentais indépendante, majeure, entournée de gens et de plusieures opportunités, mais, aussi, terriblement suele, effrayée de mon futur; effrayée de ne pas reussir.
J'avait laissé ma famille en Espagne, et tous mes amis en Europe, et, pendant les premiers jours, ils me manqueaient terriblement, et ils me manquent encore.
Je me souviens un jour en particulier, quand, sans raison nécessaire, j'ai commencé à pleurer et à me demander pour quoi je suis venu ici, loin de tout ce que j'aime, et que peut-être que je me sois trompée en venant ici. Mais d'autres jours étaient diffèrents, et la vie semblait plus facile, plus lumineuse. Un jour je suis allée en promenade, après les course, et j'ai vu qu'il y a des belles endroits ici, et que je pourrais aimer ce pays aussi, même si le mien me manque. J'ai connu des belles personnnes pendant les premiers jours, et m'ai trouvé en una situation dans laquelle j'ai apris, j'ai gagné des experiences culturelles, très importantes pour ma vie. J'ai connu aussi des endroits très speciaux, où j'aime bien aller; comme la bibliothèque ou les parcs.
Je ne me souviens pas des plusieurs choses qui ont eu lieu pendant les premiers jours, mais je sais que même si ces jours ont é´te déproables, j'ai eu aussi de l'espoir de meilleurs jours, et de donner un sens à ma vie. Quand je suis entrée dans la classes d'art pour la premier fois, je me demandait comment serait cette nouvelle vie, et si je l'aimerait.
Même maintenant je suis toujours effraée, mais j'ai de l'espoir, et je suis sûre que je trouverai une orientation à cette nouvelle vie que je ne connais pas encore.
Et, un jour, je me souviendrai des premiers jours de mon expérience à l'université, et ils manqueront ces jours quand je ne savais pas qui j'étais.

Prof: Bonne composition Elisa. Tu as un style d'artiste! Aie de la confiance en toi et soie optimiste.

Composition for my mid-term french exam(corrected). Graded 29/30.

Crystal drops

When I first met Phil he was thrilled to find out that I'm an artist, and insisted on drawing him an eye for his project of covering a wall of his house with pictures of eyes, and cause he thinks eyes are awesome and the window to the soul (he studies philosophy)
So yesterday I felt like it and drew him the eye, and he was so pleased and excited when I gave it to him. sweet Phil.
Took about an hour or so; 2H, 2B, 4B, 6B, 8B and 9B pencils.

Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

Reading his poems is always amazing, but finding that your favorite poet has actually written a poem called "To Elisa", is undescribable

Ink art and written poem by me.

Blanche rêve

well, don't you just love it..

Today is my big brother's birthday. I always looked up to Daniel, he's the greatest.

The missing branch of Spirit Tree.

Per il mio caro "uomo del succo d'arancia".
ti amo, sei un musicista eccellente. xx! (ancora so che non vuoi che ti lo ricordi, ma... :D )

medium: color chalk, conté, and derwent drawing pencils.

Toronto Gallery hunting

So we ( my Visual Arts Faculty) went on a trip to Toronto to visit a bunch of art galleries; commercial galleries, artist-run, and public galleries. I feel so culturized now, despite the fact that we didnt have time to spend more than 10 mins in each gallery and that half the time I just stared at the objects wondering how on earth they had ended up being "art" and exhibited in a gallery, and since I couldn't find an answer I just gave them the benefit of the doubt.
In any case, at the end of the day, as a bonus, we went to the Art Gallery of Ontario whose grand reopening was yesterday, and since it was free entrance I suspect all of the Ontario population decided to go to the museum because we had to wait in line for close to 2 hours freezing; the line went around a few blocks, I swear it was longer than any queue Iv'e seen at the El Prado Museum or the Louvre.

And the only thing I ate in 12 hours was a starbucks café latte and a pumpkin scone. God bless them.
Now I have to write an essay concerning all the art I saw.

Shaun

I don'tknow all the scorpios in the world, but it's very plausible he is the coolest one of them.

Happy Birthday. Now we get to share our very own few months of sweet 18! :)
Peek-a-boo.. I see you.
8B Graphite stick and 9B pencil.

November leaves

I had this very plain ikea-like pine wooden shelf and I painted it... :)

Literature thoughts

This book's got to be the best I've read. A spanish classic from the early 1900's, by Alejandro Pérez Lugín. So entertaining, intriguing, fun, realistic, so perfect.
I found this spot in the University Library that's full of spanish books.. and I love it, from time to time I go there and take a look at all these old classics.. now I'm reading the full works of Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, spanish poet from the 19th century, from the romantic era, and an aquarian..who happens to be my fav writer and ideal of a man. (picture)

It started...

Good morning...

Shattered Glass

Shattered glass is able to let light shine through in a much more beautiful way...

Dedicated to Kathy. I'm sorry, after scanning and analyzing it I realized it actually doesn't look that much like you..but I hope you like it. :) xx
Charcoal.

Metro de Madrid...Vuela

2nd painting project. Mixed media; acrylic painting and glued photographs.
90x90cm (big!)
This is..a personal painting and has tangled meanings.
But it's all about Madrid, some of my favorite places merging all into one unique space. And the metro, because Madrid's metro flies... you can be everyone at once.

I see you

He smirks

He stares
He thinks

He laughs

He smiles

(peek a boo)
xxx

Peut être

Can you imagine how life would have been if it had been..different. just change one thing and it would have all completely changed. Maybe you would be here, maybe not, maybe I wouldn't be here, maybe we'd have something else.. Maybe you can actually save people, change destiny, maybe I could have..maybe I couldn't.
who knows.
maybe you?
tu sais..que je me demande chaque jour, pour quoi et s'il peut être. Et je ne sais pas, et je ne sais rien, et tu ne peux pas répondre-moi, même si je sais que tu veux.. que tu veux me parler, que je veux toi de me parler, et que je pleure... et que je souhaite que j'aurai pu sauver-toi... et, peut être que cette vie n'est pas qu'un rêve..

Talbot

Here it is, the Talbot College building, faculty of music.
Acrylic painting done with a palette knife on a 30 x 30 cm masonite board. Disclaimer: the building is not pink, that was my choice. :)

Savin' me....

And say if it's worth saving me..

It is the 16th Curtis

October blowing by

So here is the result of a peaceful long weekend.. It's nice walking through these colorful forests and parks.. Fall is beautiful over here.
Today was a busy day.. but I ate apple pie! and Dre called, so sweet.
I just finished studying for my art history exam tomorrow.. about the Greeks and their sculpture.. it's very easy, as Dre says: "they just were all naked" :)






It's majestic.



View from my 7th floor apartment. That's the top of the Middlesex College building, faculty of Mathematics and where art history lectures take place.
The shortcut through the forest to get to the campus.
The Thames river in London.

I caught it. These creatures are planning to take over the town I tell you.. the squirrel population doubles the human population here.

Dreams are never dreams

..They are reality

Self portrait, charcoal. 57 x 76 cm, biggest I've ever done (thus the picture, no scanner that big available)
2nd of the projects rejected, there was not enough transformation.

My Madrid

I miss it.