This mouth can’t speak.
If it does he will crunch the beauty inside.
This ear can’t hear.
If it does he will swallow the beauty outside.
This head can’t think.
And I can’t write.
March 12th, 2010
March 11th, 2010
After months Videotron is back but can’t do it too loud because there is a baby upstairs, I think.
February 26th, 2010
I’m still wondering what’s going on in this black box.
February 13th, 2010
The idea of mashing up my passions for both Gypsy Jazz and illustration could have been obvious but only popup in my mind a couple of weeks ago. It didn’t take me long to let myself inspired by Mr Django Reinhardt for a sketch I started last Sunday.
February 11th, 2010
It started with a black shape, then became a “mud man” (snow man cousin), then a little guy who appears to look like the Little red riding hood, then a wolf. Loved the process.
February 6th, 2010
February 5th, 2010
February 2nd, 2010
Here is the latest of my commute time compressing sessions.
January 31st, 2010
The last few weeks have been very exciting for my little illustration world. I pushed myself a bit more than usual in order to trigger my main 2010’s resolution: showing off my work further than my bedroom, family & friends.
January 18th, 2010
Well, I fooled myself on this one: it was late and I mix up the french idiomatic expression “faire un paté” (means to vomit) with “faire un flan” which means making a big deal out of something insignificant. So this guy’s been a bit sick and generate a proper “Flamby“… I know, it doesn’t make any sense, but it’s been another reason to draw something and there might be some hidden meaning in there… who knows…