II – The High Priestess
“Let yourself be silently drawn
by the stranger pull of what
you really love”
I – The Magician
“I am the master of my fate;
I am the captain of my soul”.
XI – Justice
“We can both be insane“
IV – The emperor
“Do I strike you as an
individual who would
cower at the presence of
an entity as primitive
and primordial as fear?”
Some tarot cards I designed.
Those, along with the whole
deck, will be delivered with
a graphic novel.
(still in progress, more
My vision of Fëanor,
(Silmarillion – JRR Tolkien)
(Click on the image for better
resolution and colors)
I miss the days I spent walking
through other worlds…
This is a really old artwork, almost 05 years now…
Not much in mind.
Bring me that beast.
Bring me it alive cause I want to
eat it screaming.
Stick my teeth into it’s throat.
Rip off the guts with my fingers.
Bring me this beast now.
I want to mix the spit in my mouth
with it’s blood.
I want the filth from my teeth infect it’s soul.
Bring me this bastard demon..
I’ll cut his fucking legs.
Let me crush him with my own hands, feel
him explode and melt down in my arms.
I need it.
Let me finish him.
Let me swallow and spit.
Let me show to this motherfocker who’s
the fuking boss here.
Let me feel the full strenght of this void.
All despair of a man lost in a point inside
the shell of a body sailing at midnight in
a small boat on an endless ocean.
Bring me this beast, love.
I want to finish him.
I want to stop the pain.
It was when I realize what art meant to me,
I’ll probably be another suicidal kid
if wasn’t for it.
no will to eat,
no will to party,
no will to be social.
It was when I realize I am always trying to
deconstruct the void in my stomach to get
to the bottom of this sorrow stuck in me,
deep down I like the feeling, it keep
bringing me a hole new perspective
It’s funny when I try to remember,
I have strange memories of those days,
like shining lights reflected on glass doors,
or lonely windows on buildings.
Anyways, this was when I create this
artwork, which I title, obviously,
On August, 2011, “Sadness” became part of
the book “The Devil Always Come for
another Drink”, illustrating the poem in
the beginning of this post. I did more 30
illustrations after this one, including the
cover, for this book. “The Devil Always
Come for Another Drink” was written
by one of my idols: Nene Altro, and is
now sold out.
On the same year, after I did some small
expositions in my town, “Sadness” went to
the São Paulo gallery “Urban Arts” and
stayed there for a couple of years.
Recently I did some small changes on
this art to use in my graphic novel
“Ghosts in the wind“.
This is a really old artwork,
almost 05 years now…
But I just can’t leave it behind.