Today's Mood

A big portion of this:

 - What do I win trying to avoid my homework?

I have to go and do it. At the end, is for my own good.

- Damn! My own good make me so anxious.

With this on a side:

- There must be a lot of people doing important things while I'm lying here!

- Am I not ashamed of myself?

- Come again? I am not?

- Well, one never end to know oneself!

Quino is a genius. Nothing else to say, and I'm going to sleep!

Coiffeur Garbis

I saw this wonderful place today while walking around my neighborhood, the ad reads: "If you don't mind that an amazed stranger in a totally random place and moment ask you about your haircut... you can cut your hair in Garbis". And "Garbis, the name of a perfect haircut". For things like this you gotta love Buenos Aires.

Other ads I liked are the ones made for the Super Bowl specially the Camry one (I want a reinvented blender) and the Volkswagen Campaign, Part 1 and Part 2.

If I ever go to Garbis, I'll let you know... but most probably, you'll notice and ask me about my haircut!

My Friends: Germán Herrera

Awesome designer, animator, comic illustrator, story-teller, and a super cool friend. From time to time he enjoys making stories about the people he knows, specially his kid sister and his friends. The one in the drawing is me, and although I'm a wicked witch I loved the story he wrote.


"The interview with patient "L" was without any doubt peculiar. Of course you could say that about every person that steps into the office, but this one had some extra value because she suffered from some kind of language-curse. 

An innocent spectator  might think that she only mixed different languages and accents when she speaks, but the sounds that escaped her throat were no other than diabolic words. Most likely a consequence of the studies she recently made. That was easy to deduct from the School of Magic and Necromancy crest stitched in her tote.


According to her story, after a brief but successful time as End of the World Prophet, she decided to add to her resume an Apocalyptic Management and Cults Administration specialization. For her thesis dissertation she broke her soul into little buttons she handled to her followers. With those innocent little objects she would be able to catch the minds and hearts of the entire world... and maybe she would become immortal.


Knowing that she will never be alone and considering her love for classics and cliches, she is planning to take her knowledge to good old (but actually new) England."

Fingers crossed Ger ;)


---> Have a look at German's work on his lovely Blog de monos.

Summer in Film (I)

There's something about film photos. About their texture, their colors, their grain, their everything. They are perfectly imperfect. There's also something about the waiting, for me specially I reckon. I usually wait a long time to develop my film pictures, not for any particular reason but my usual distraction. It takes me ages to take the reels to the photo shop, and some more ages to pick them up. In the meantime I usually forget what's on the reels, so when I finally got the photos I end up with a handful of surprises.

Some photos arrive just in time to color your day with beautiful memories. Some photos are like a delayed mini epiphany that arrive a little too late and that's part of their perfect imperfection.

Well, I said too much, except that this photos belong to the gorgeous towns of Sidmouth, Lyme Regis and Durdle Door in the wonderful West Country in England.




PS: I know that I took one too many photos of that Mr. Whippy, but come on, look at it, is the most beautiful ice-cream ever, isn't it?

Pin up!

Trying new things with my badges, mixing some new and old phrases with my doodles. Soon to be in the shop :) How do you like them? Please leave a comment!