| useless mess |
[Aug. 11th, 2006|04:43 pm] |
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| Invoking Ishtar |
[Aug. 5th, 2006|05:12 pm] |
Inspired by Ishtar's Invocation as told in the Necronomicon
.: written in 02.01.22
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| Eduardo Risso, More Than Hundred Bullets |
[Jul. 17th, 2006|12:28 pm] |
[ interview originally published in 2003 in portuguese zine bizarro ]
Born in 1959 in the province of Cordoba, Argentina, Eduardo Risso is a well-known name in the comics' industry. Risso began his career in 1981, and since then he has enlarged his curriculum with works of great quality published both in the European and American market. He is also one of the most awarded artists right now, accumulating Eisner, Harvey and Yellow Kid awards for his work in 100 BULLETS. When Risso visited Portugal for the 14th do Festival Internacional de Banda Desenhada da Amadora (FIBDA 2003) - Portugal biggest Comics Festival - it was a chance to talk with this prolific artist.
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| IN MY MIND I SEE THE FUTURE AN IT AIN'T PRETTY, BUT IS FUNNY AS HELL |
[Jul. 16th, 2006|10:01 pm] |
POSSESSED
My head aches. My brain seems ready to explode. Shattered images run through my mind.
A being is created in a laboratory. A meteorite hits Mars. In the streets of a metropolis, kids are ruthless killers. The figure of a man keeps flashing through the images, and I learn is name: Edkay. But that is not is name, because he has none and several. The most popular show in the Galaxy is ALIEN LIFE STYLE. Human beings download their consciousness into brainless clones. People fight for a lost cause on a green Mars. And the Man shows up again, under a new name (one of his many names) in GAY Paris - the man and a Woman. In the far corner of the Galaxy, on a hostile planet, men, clones, droids: they all perish to satisfy the urge of power and money of the Corporations. I see dates, but I'm unable to say when - if it's in the near or far away future. The images speed up: death, sex, life. Then they stop.
I SHOULD TAKE DRUGS
I sit back and look at the blank wall. I fell like I'm going to faint. The head still aches, but it's a bearable pain, now. I pick up a cigarette from the pack and wish I had some real drugs at hand to make the pain stop.
IT DOESN'T STOP
Next day, I'm better; then all starts again. But now the fragments are more coherent; the images start to make some sense. The TV show consists on aliens eating each other; the Man is Edkay, the only name that seem suitable for him for no other reason than that was the name he chose for himself. And I begin to understand. What I'm seeing. What he wants. I just don't understand, why he chosed me, to be his voice.
FAST FORWARD
Cybernetic implants are trendy. A private investigator has affairs with his clients wifes. Embryos are for sale. There's a planet that is a gigantic brothel. There's pain greed luxury sex love death, and there's life.
SLOW DOW
The images stop. But I can't stop reviewing them.
IGNORING VENUS
At the bar table I look at Venus, But I'm not seeing her, the images keep playing in my mind. The shattered pieces come together as pieces of a story, as small stories from a bigger one. And I know that the only way I can stop them is by telling the story, all the stories.
[ just the beginning ]
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| A Use To Livejournal |
[Jul. 16th, 2006|09:54 pm] |
Personal post are at Myspace, research, anotations and other stuff are in E-Regular.
So I'll be using the Livejournal to archive some old stuff :) |
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| someday |
[Feb. 2nd, 2006|12:51 am] |
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Someday I will figure out what to do with this. |
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