Color. A sketchbook entry. Color is not part of my day usually and I’m feeling like my muscles will atrophy. Even worse, not improve. At some stopping point I take a photo and take time to see it—it’s just a momentary hold. I’ll have to see it completed. The exercise was fun, which is the whole point. I may have to do a couple more. Inspired by Sadamitsu Neil Fujita, needed to walk myself through it to understand. Such an amazing artist and designer.
Art Auction Philippine Red Cross for Flood relief. LIved this when I was growing up. It is not a joke to have your community inundated with torrents of rushing water and carry the town, lives and dreams away. You can help get clean water to those in need, food to keep them going and maybe just another day’s hope. No donation is too small, please consider donating.
I always imagine Ellie to have donned on flight gear and learned to fly along with Carl. They’ve prepared for the Venezuela trip but life threw them a curve ball each time. They kept dreaming. You can bid on this and other amazing art from stellar artists who are donating their art to this cause. You could be the one to own one-of-kind, top tier work and help the victims of the floods.
Don’t Call it a Prequel! In honor of Ridley Scott returning with a new Alien movie. A quick sketch before knocking off work. Midnight is when a circle is completed that was started in 1979 when my brother Rick and I traveled two hours by bus to downtown Manila. That day we saw it twice. I would see it countless times more. Welcome back, Ridley.
Harley & Ivy by Ronnie del Carmen
A long, long time ago. I think this was drawn in San Diego Comic-con.
This is Lily Gonzales del Carmen. My beautiful and most loving mother. Thank you for all the days you doted on me and helped me become the person I am today. My strengths and good fortune springs from the fact that I am your son. Forever grateful. Happy Mother’s day, mom.
Yoko Tanji. Amazing work, as always. One of the Three Flowers we exhibited with a few years back.
Moebius has left this plane. After I found out yesterday I found myself looking at all the posts worldwide about his passing. I know most of the images he’s made in his career. Nothing would surprise me. But I wanted to seek them out. I read tweets and news sites. He is gone. I was settling with this idea.
Then I had to draw. It’s the only way to start saying goodbye and paying my respects. He had ignited my imagination and made me see larger scopes of realities I had never known to look for. I am indebted.
All my best to those who knew him and were inspired by him.