Saturday, January 27, 2007


"So the Nightingale pressed closer against the thorn, and the thorn touched her heart, and a fierce pang of pain shot through her. Bitter, bitter was the pain, and wilder and wilder grew her song, for she sang of the Love that is perfected by Death, of the Love that dies not in the tomb.

And the marvellous rose became crimson, like the rose of the eastern sky. Crimson was the girdle of petals, and crimson as a ruby was the heart."

(The Nightingale and the Rose - Oscar Wilde)

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Friday, January 19, 2007

IF SuperHero

Friday, January 12, 2007

Monday, January 8, 2007


rollerball doodles in a 10X10 cm notebook.

Tuesday, January 2, 2007

Feliz 2007!!!

first 2007 doodles
ou (como diria o cariello) primeiros "desenhinhos" de 2007...