Im the birthday girl

Hallo folks, today is my birthday (03/20), is been quite lame. i did this illustration for me.

That's supposed to be me, i loved it hahaha, anyways.

There's nothing interesting in my bday so ill just leave this post like this.

Thanks for checking this though. Any comment are utterly accepted and loved, so please feel free to do so.

Solemnly, K.

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Ai JOURNEY II [Collection]

Ok, i know is been a while i even feel ashamed of my doze off, but i'm back to show you the few illustrations i've done, still not good at all XD BUT i never thought i'd be able to make things look quite decent.

So please comment bellow, i cant stop using the brush, if you have any advice or any other opinion just comment, COMMENT :3

I like polka dots so i made this out of the blue for my twitter account.
 I can be an aerospace plumber now.

HAHA ok i know i suck, please ignore my gore writing in the right. As you can see i made this for my boyfriend, for valentine. Feel free to judge.

Well yeah this one is for our 16th monthsary as you may well read. The silhouette down left is where i live,

 the silhouette up right is where he lives. 

Can you guess where are those? COMMENT BELLOW :3 let me see how good you are in geography. Or guessing ahaha whatever suits your better.

For those who ever been in a long distance relationship knows how lonely it can be. Although is easy to guess even if your are not in one. Is ok, you know why? Because it worth it.
This one was made in a very emo-tional mode. ._. 

 

 Odin knows isn't easy, but  the universe know we are meant to be together <3

This one i just finished righhhhht now, i made it for my bestie Cinthia because of her pie birthday

 ( [3.14] 14/03/14 ) Happy birthday sweetie :3

And well that was pretty much all my Sh*t, feel free to comment bellow how much you hate it or how much you don't or whatever.

Any advice, anything at all. Don't worry i wont make a living out of this for obvious reasons.

Thanks for taking your time to check on this.

K.

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My journey on illustrator

 Looking at my boyfriend getting busy with his amazing designs and seeing great others all over the web, i decided to undertake a journey in this design/drawing world, just for leisure and part of my breaking laziness project.

It took me whole day to install and think what should i do first. While my super amazing boyfriend was sharing his screen so he could teach me some basics tools, i was thinking on what should i make first.


So i followed the next equation: 
 Me +narcissist + drawing+ love.





And this is what i got:


-Have mercy-

So, yes, this first design is dedicated to that one special person in my heart.

I'll keep practicing!!


What do you think about my first try? Or any other opinion? ^_^ comment bellow, if you have your own illustration i would pretty much love to see them, share it with us!

K.

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The Blue Danube Maiden (Short story- La doncella del danubio azul- English version )

Illustration by Erin Wilson

It seemed it was yesterday when two strangers were tainted by the energies of lust and curiosity.

Who was that handsome guy with bulging eyes, dark hair and wonderful face.
Who was that girl with agile and seductive movements, owner of so mysterious power of attraction .

It seemed it was yesterday when with subtle approaches, alone remained.
No time for introductions, no time for courtship, she was just in passing, had to return to Vienna at dawn, along with her celestines .
In another time she could have thrown herself into a hedonism sea that tasting  for her arteries, but saw something in him, something else.

It seemed it was yesterday when they were to be seen: Will be the May 13th of that 1874 when I dedicate a piece at 9:00 sharp , wait for me at the dance floor, my maid.

Both knew what they were talking about, was that Royal party, day of rejoicing for the bourgeois, an excuse to open the finest wines, and to use the most thunderous and bulky dresses of all Austria.

"There I’ll see you my prince charming" phrase that was precipitated and overflew those candy lips.

It seemed it was yesterday when he awaited on that float at the corner of her home, it was a secret their re-encounter.

They rushed to the party, and got separated, no one understood why, but she wasn’t worried because he knew, that her charming prince would rescue her at 9 of those empty bureaucratic conversations, those old ladies full of ethanol.

It seemed it was yesterday when she was in the middle of the room facing the front and waiting, rumbling around the room giving the 9 o clock of that cold night was that big watch and after that, rang the Beautiful Blue Danube, her favorite.

It's when she thought everything would be perfect, and with a beautiful smile and anxiety in her hands, still standing in that same middle place, in that same room, with those same hopes as a child on Christmas Eve.

People danced around her, whispering and wondering, what is she doing standing there alone? But then that smile was waning, even though she was fighting for not let that happen, between the crowds, finally  sees her charming prince, and she is hopeful once again, but his favorite waltz has come to an end, after several codes, which missed.

At that moment it seemed that it was yesterday when the image of her prince fell apart at the beginning of the next waltz, because of her charming love was busy unleashing their lustful desires with a whore in disguised.

"May the devil take the fucking waltz " were the words of the young woman, who walked away from that scene, tears rushing to those almond eyes full of dreams.



By IneGray


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La doncella del danubio azul (Short story- The Blue Danube Maiden- spanish version )

illustration by Erin Wilson

Parecía que fuese ayer cuando dos extraños se dejaron llevar por las energías de la lujuria y la curiosidad.

Quién era ese apuesto chico de ojos saltones, pelo oscuro y magnifico semblante.

Quién era esa chica de ágiles y seductores movimientos, dueña de tan misteriosa fuerza de atracción.

Parecía que fuese ayer cuando con sutiles acercamientos, solos quedaron. 

No hubo tiempo para introducciones, no hubo tiempo para cortejos, ella solo estaba de paso, debía regresar a viena al amanecer, junto con sus celestinas.

En otro tiempo se hubiese arrojado al mar del hedonismo que cata por sus arterias, pero algo vio en el, algo más.

Parecía que fuese ayer cuando quedaron de verse: Será el 13 de mayo de aquel 1874 cuando me dedicaras una pieza a las 9 en punto, espérame en la pista, mi doncella.

Ambos sabían de que hablaban, era aquella fiesta Real, día de regocijo para los burgueses, una excusa para abrir los mas finos vinos, y de usar los mas estruendosos y aparatosos vestidos de toda austria.

“Allí te veré mi príncipe encantador” frase que se precipitó y reboso sus labios caramelo.

Parecía  que fuese ayer cuando el la espero en aquella carroza a una esquina de su hogar, pues era un secreto su re-encuentro.

Se abalanzaron a la fiesta, y se separaron, nadie entendió porqué, y eso a ella no le preocupó pues sabia, que las 9 su encantador príncipe la rescataría de aquellas conversaciones burocráticas vacías, aquellas viejas pasadas de ethanol.

Parecía que fuese ayer cuando ella se encontraba en el medio del salón mirando hacia el frente y esperando, En todo el salón retumbo aquel reloj dando las 9 de aquella fría noche y seguido de esto, sonó El bello danubio azul, su favorito.

Es cuando pensó que todo seria perfecto, y con una hermosa sonrisa y ansiedad en sus manos, seguía parada en aquel mismo medio, de aquel mismo salón, con aquellas mismas esperanzas que tiene un niño la noche de navidad.

Las personas danzaban alrededor de ella, murmuraban y se preguntaban, que hacia sola allí, y esa sonrisa fue menguando, aun cuando peleaba para que no fuera así, entra las multitudes, divisa por fin a su príncipe encantador, y ella se llena de esperanzas una vez mas, pero su vals preferido ha llegado a su final, después de varios codes, los cuales pasó por alto.

En aquel mismo momento parecía que fuese ayer cuando la imagen de su príncipe se desmoronaba al comienzo del siguiente vals, pues su encantador amor estaba ocupado desatando sus lujuriosos deseos con una meretriz encubierta.

"Que el diablo se lleve el dichoso vals"  fueron las palabras de aquella joven, que se alejaba de tal escena, con lágrimas precipitándose a esos ojos almendrados llenos de sueños.



  By Inegray



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