Nothing's Left

"Have you ever dreamed that you wake up some day and find out that there is no one but you in the world? You go out and walk down the street and you feel that time is not frozen, time doesn't even exist. You look at every window in the city and know that there is nothing inside. Only gaze at a perpetual sunset while you know that suddenly everything is gone. There are no longer people, dreams, projects, memories, friendship or love. Words have become useless. Music is extinct. This sense of void must be the purest meaning of death isn't it? Nothing's left."

The cursed fighter

Wow! Almost a post a day, I think I have too much spare time lately... But at least my devoted fans can´t complain. This image is the last work I´ve done, not like the others that were oldies. It started just as a sketch for a painting, but sometimes it´s hard to control where your works are going.
Sculpted in Zbrush and rendered in Maya Mental Ray. I´m pretty happy with the skin shader but no so much with the pants and gloves. But it´s time to move on. Hope you like it!

The responsibility of power

I remember when I was younger I used to spent the day reading all that comic books about people with superpowers (well, I´m still young and I still read them :D) like this one, Spiderman. But he was special in certain aspects, he wasn´t the common superhero just fighting the bad guys for the sake of mere justice, he was someone who mainly had a life he wanted to protect. Actually Peter sometimes hated his identity and powers because of the harm that they were causing to his people. I remember I thought that my life was boring, that I wanted to have a double life, protecting my family and friends without them knowing. I wanted to have a great power to have a great responsibility.
Those were times when that kind of literature was seen as pure entertainment for kids. Now that these kids are not kids anymore we begin to understand that this stories are another way of human expression, upstanding as everyone else and with a huge moral content.
Now I don´t want powers anymore because I already have them, as well as a great responsibility. Things that make people trust you, love you, things that make them wanting to be by your side, these are your powers and of course, your biggest responsibility. And if you find yourself looking at your reflection in a mirror and you feel there is something wrong, you should think what is about because this is your spider sense tingling.

The White Whale

I made this picture over a year ago for an illustration class that the great illustrator Tomás Hijo was giving at my university. Actually he is still giving it and if you are studying here at the University of Salamanca and you are interested on illustration applied to books, comic, advertising or almost any aspect of this discipline I strongly recommend you to consider attending to his classes, or at least, taking a minute to glance at his Tumblr. He is not only a very talented artist, which is something that I don´t have to say many times for you to believe if you click on the link above, but he is something that is a lot more complicated to find here where I study, a very good teacher. The common kind of teacher that can be found here is that who wanders around all the paintings and very rarely speaks with you, only to say things like "fuck the painting", "paint like you were cooking" or "use that goddamned bitch pink". He is always talking with every alumni, offering you all the options and never pushing you to his own territory. He doesn´t prepare you to be a bohemian rat but so to be a professional artist.
This picture was about a book cover illustration for which I choose Moby Dick. I read the novel after listening to the sludge metal band Mastodon´s masterpiece "Leviathan" and I fell in love with all the concepts and ideas found on it. That fight for revenge of one man against nature, humanity against God Himself... Very inspiring.

Zombie worker plus dispensable reading

Hello everybody! I´ve always been that sort of internet vampire, picking and collecting knowledge from everywhere and never contributing myself but criticizing people from the comfort of my chair. I always thought that all of this was about ego and licking oneself ass and never stop thinking that I wouldn´t be any of what I am without all of that blogs, forums and generous people. Besides, I was waiting to be "good enough" to get the courage to show my own work to such an incredible community of artist worldwide. But recently I´ve passed through one of that events in life that made you look over all your beliefs and ways of thinking. During the last years I had the best teacher in that philosophy by my side. Tried to put across me that sharing and expressing oneself wasn´t a matter of pure selfish as I always believed, but I never heard. Now that that person is not with me anymore I have had time to think over all that I could have learned and I did not, and I feel stupid. From now, I will try to seize my life from day to day and do the things that I want without waiting for a tomorrow that may never come. As they said, better later than never.
And with all that crap said, here comes a quick sketch that I made some time ago which was meant to be some kind of "zombie series" that, like many others, was left on this single piece. Comments and critics are very welcomed. Hope you like it!