THE LIGHT IS BACK, WTF

I think there’s a ghost in my room…

Urgh, it seems like a conspiracy

I’ve been apathetic to draw - or do anything else actually - since my kitty died 2 weeks ago, and now when I’m finally finding a bit of motivation to draw again, I accidentally broke my lummiaire’s base, and before I could fix it MY ROOM lamp broke as well!

Can’t one have a decent light to draw? godammit

My cat Xavier, who died a few days ago.
He was the sweetest of the cats.
Rest in peace, kitty. It wasn’t long, but I’m happy for the time you stayed with me.
I miss you.
Hope you’re happy in kitty’s heaven.

I’m so sad.

My mother had recently adopted a cat while I was still in my exchange, and she was pregnant and very sick, died short after giving birth from a rare disease.

I got back a month ago, and there were 3 grown puppies, 1 female and 2 male. I was so excited, I never had cats before and it was a long time I didn’t have pets.

One of the male cats, Yoda, started acting weird towards the other, Xavier, snarling at him when he was around, even though he wouldn’t do anything.

3 days after this had started, Xavier went out to a walk at night as he usually did, but he always comes back. This time, he was taking too long. Me and my momr found it strange and decided to go after him. We walked and walked, called him. Nothing, When we were coming back she goes ‘lets just take a quick look on this street’. We barely stepped in the street I see him lying on the street curb, from the back ‘Ah! look, he’s here!’ I said, relieved for having found him. But when she saw him, she said ‘Oooohh, nooooo, no, my kitty is dead!’ ‘WHAT?!’ We were in shock.

I thought he was asleep, but he was already dead, and it had been hours. He was already cold, and still like a rock. I couldn’t believe it. I started crying my eyes out.

There wasn’t a sign of anything: no wounds, no blood, apparently no sign of concussion in the head or broken bones, no traces of having been run over by a car, no saliva or dark marks on the mouth or vomit indicating poisoning. Nothing. Just a corpse. No explanation to why his body was lying there lifeless.

It was so unfair. He was the most peaceful cat ever. He woldn’t scratch or snarl at anyone, not even to Yoda when he started acting weird at him a few days before he died (we wonder maybe he knew something was wrong? they say cats see these things).He was so calm and loving, with his fluffy hair and laziness, sleeping in the weirdest positions. He was only 10 months old..

=(

Trying to get back at drawing.
WIP

Another coffee, please
For one is no longer enough
These days I wish not to wake up
Just stay inside a dreamless sleep

Another coffee, please
Bitter and dark
Like the circles around my restless eyes
In dark nostalgic melancholy
I feel my mind dangerously slip

Another coffee, please
This time put a little sugar in it
So I can taste a bit of sweet
As the caffeine boosts my heart’s final beats
Right before the cyanide kicks in
To grant me some relief
Eternal sleep:
Bliss

so, my main blog is called “anothercoffeeplease”, and I’ve always wanted to develop this sentence into a poem…

ERMAHGOD! MY GAME IS IN GOOGLE PLAY STORE!

After blood, sweat and tears, working through late nights, sacrificed weekends and a lot of coffee, the internship has come to an end, and the game is finally available in Google Play Store, and soon (1-2 weeks) will also be at AppStore for iPhone 5. Art all done by me, except for some details because the deadline was too tight and we were running out of time.

I would like to thank the coffee who has never abandoned me since the beginning of the project until the very ending. I would also like to thank Chris Coxand Justin Parsler for the great opportunity, and Chris WinnAli Abdullah MarwaniBen Lunato and Davide Alexandro Fiandra for the hard work - and for helping with the unfinished art.
It was great working with you, and I’m certainly going to miss you and all the rest of the Brunel Game Design students who I had the luck to study and work with.
You’re awesome. Keep up the good work, I wish you all the best.
o/

The demo version is free and the full game can be purchased by clicking on the option “upgrade for full game” for the price of 0.50 pence in the UK (converted to your currency automatically since it’s available in the whole world.

You can download it here.

Bad news is I haven’t been drawing much personal stuff lately, but that’s cause we are crazy busy at the Games Design Internship.

We are finally reaching the last week, so we have been working non-stop, week days, weekends, late nights, luchtimes…

The good news is soon I’ll have tons of art that I have been dying to show you, but couldn’t because of the confidentiality clauses on the contract and all that thing - you know how these things are, right

So, now is fingers crossed and hope our game is approved and published, and then you’ll be able to download it to your iPhone or Android, HOW AWESOME IS THIS?!

A FULL GAME DRAWN BY ME, HELL YEAH *proud*

Uma breve análise sobre os sentimentos do Brasil pós derrota para a Alemanha nas semifinais:

Após observação de atividade no facebook nas redes sociais, concluo que a dor do brasileiro pela derrota é imensa, maior do que quase tudo. Porém ainda não é maior que a zueira, pois essa não tem fim.

Idk, not sleepy at 3 am + depression + suicidal thoughts + thinking about love and relationships and how no matter how much we love we always end up hurting who we love and ourselves + having browsed through this gallery right before starting drawing + wanted to draw  a hand = this drawing.

P.S.: the blood puddle shape was supposed to look like a heart. Ugh, I’ll fix that on another time.

Lineart WIP from the cover page for my manga project I talked about a few posts ago.
Drawing wings is a fucking masochist thing! >_

I just knew from facebook a friend of a friend (I didn’t know her) commited suicide. It’s the second person in maybe 2 or 3 months related to me that died. The 1st one I met him few times, didn’t know him very well, but he was a nice guy…

I’m shocked. Suicide is a kind of death that particularly moves me. I wonder what was on her mind, what she felt… I fight depression everyday as well. I spent long nights talking a friend out of the idea of suicide… I was terribly afraid he was going to do it and I am relieved he is ok and in treatment now.

Anyway, I don’t know, I’m shocked and just wanted to share this because I’m sad.

I wonder, I didn’t know her, but what if I was a close friend? or family?

I am scared of this happening to someone close to me…

My grandfather died days before I travelled to UK and I didn’t have the chance to say good bye…

I’m very far from home now, I wouldn’t even be able to say good bye…