Words.

It's completely different. It's like a brand new story. The blend of the images and the text creates this poetic thing we call comics.

There's nothing more exciting than seeing the story you drew with balloons and captions. With words that tell a story to go along with your images.

Together, image and words tell the complete story and none really works without the other. Not entirely, anyway.

Doing comics is great


artwork by Gabriel Ba for the Gunned Down anthology.

41 pages in 25 days!


On the 26th of April, my brother set himself on a journey: 41 pages to be completed before the end of May. He had just finished doing the thumbnails and nearly a month was ahead of him.

Little did he know he was destined to greater things.

Greater like finishing before the month was over. Greater like doing the best pages of his life.

Greater because he did it on his own.

When you're an independent comic-book maker, you're your worst enemy. Only you can stop yourself from achieving your dreams. Only you can stop yourself from telling your story.

My brother is unstoppable.

He's the main reason I started doing comics, and remain the most important aspect of comics in my life.

Mostly talking about others.

My brother is on his last two pages of his western story. When people see the story, nobody will believe he did 40 pages in less than a month. I still don't believe he was this fast, and specially that he was this good.

Watching him draw is one of the reasons I love working in comics.

As far as my story goes, I'm a little behind, but I'm certain I'll finish it in time. I have to. And I'm confident I'll also like the way it looks in the end. Right now, it's more of a humming in my mind than a music, but soon it will be over. As will Smoke and Guns. I'm less than 20 pages close to the end, and already I feel the story is on non-stop-action mode.

I received an e-mail from Becky Cloonan today, and she told me a little about her new projects. I'm amazed how good she is, and how much she improves every new work she does.

She's fast, too. Faster than a speeding bullet, some say.

I wonder if she can see through walls.

Not really about apples, but fruit related for sure.

It's one thing when you realize you won't draw any more men on your comic book. They were not the main characters, most didn't even have names.

But today was different. Today one of the main characters' last page began. I really enjoyed drawing this particular girl (if you can call her that, which I can, since I call all women girls) and this last page of hers came faster than I imagined. I want this page to be special. I want it to be a blast.

For the next page certainly will be.

THE LAST MEN.

I'm on the final round of Smoke and Guns pages and, suddenly, I realized I just did the last men in the story, who were running, in the dark, silently. They were angry, they wanted blood, but it was not about them.

Those fools.

It was all about Scarlett.

Smoke and Guns interview

Newsarama has an interview with the creators of Smoke andGuns. Kirsten and I were questioned about the book, the look and the cigarrette girls state of mind.

Check it out and don't miss the book when it comes out!

Working with others.



My excitement only grows s the other artists from the western anthology start to send in the pages they're doing. It makes me want to do my best work, which is the whole reason you look for collaboration: working with others makes you think about what they're doing and about what you're doing, and thinking is the most important part of the creative process

Tipping my hat


Look out for Gunned Down, an western anthology, to be release in July. It's going to be really something to watch out for.

I wanted to tell more about the book, on a more regular basis, but I'm really busy right now doing comics! It's great to vanish from the world, sit on your drawing board and see an story unfold. It's well worth the isolation.

Next month I'll be back.

A matter of pride.



I'm not ashamed to say to myself: beautiful.

I'm really proud of my work on Smoke and Guns, it's very nice to be able to do what you like and feel satisfied by what you've acomplished so far.

It's going to be a very log month, a lot of things will change.

Until June, enjoy the cover.

More will come later.

THINGS TO COME - part two.

Here are two preview pages we just did yesterday to talk to publishers and editors about the project. The first two "real" drawings we did for this new book. The first one is mine and the one below is my brother's.


This is going to be a blast!

Things to come.

This is the very first image for a new story. We have been thinking about this for a bit, but just last week the idea struck and we set what this story would be about. Maybe it's true what they say, that good things come for those who wait.

We waited, and the idea came.

Now it's doing it time. It's drawing every page, it's talking with editors, it's talking with everyone involved with this new project. Tomorrow is our first group meeting, and all is rolling now towards July.

San Diego in July, a new anthology will be released at the Comicon, called Gunned Down. Lots of stories, 200 pages long. It won't come unnoticed, I'm sure, but it's always good to start spreading the word when you can. I'm doing a story, my brother is doing another, and that's not even the beginning.

Only one first image, and I'm already excited.

That's really what's great about doing comics.

Ballet.

Third movement: the fall

Falling is inevitable.
Aching is inevitable.
Loving is inevitable.

We have fallen into the world,
Waiting for someone that
Will catch us and will ask if
We want to dance.

ROLAND.

Do you already know about Roland?

Roland - days of wrath was the my first published work in the US. It was written by Shane Amaya, published by Terra Major and is available in the internet by our good friends at Kepri.com.

It was originally published as a four issues mini-series for which I did the first and third chapters. My brother did the second and final chapter. Working together with my brother always makes me try harder and give it my best, with our brotherly competition working out in the most positive way.

It was done in full color, and the colorist responsible for it was no other than Steve Oliff, better known for his work on AKIRA. I grew up enjoying his work on the Cosmic Odyssey, on that World's Finest mini-series Steve Rude drew, even on the first issues of Spawn. But his work on AKIRA just blew me away. The mood, the attention to detail and how much the colors added to the story, that will always be one of my references for colors in comic books.

Anyway, Roland is, above all things, a very good story. A really well told story. a story that I felt was so good that I agreed drawing it. The fact that we became friends with the writer during the making of the comic was only a plus to that story.

What is it about? Well, it's about Charlemagne's army. It's also about betrayal, about faith, about loyalty and revenge. It's a great story of sacrifice for a greater good, and of consequences upon times of war.

If you're interested, why not give it a try?

Ballet.

First movement: the waiting
She waits for him every night,
And every night he comes.
While he doesn't arrive
She suffers
thinking he's not coming anymore.



Second movement: the longing
After he left,
she couldn't
go back to sleep.

Her body missed
the touch,
the heat,
the embrace.

Without his tenderness,
the silence became
unsettling.

Sleepless,
she heard music
till dawn.

The tribute.

Only time will tell how comics will be now that Will Eisner is gone. The day will come when new artists won't have heard of him (as many already haven't) and when his name will only be one more among a lot of "those old guys from the early days". Still, for the time being, all of us have Will Eisner as the reference of the artist that believed in what he was doing and that never quit. He was not the for the glory. He was there for the stories.

His stories, for all the love and hard work he put into then, will survive most which will fade. They already have, and will keep on surviving, reaching new readers every year.

In the spirit of remembering the way he lived instead of the way he died, the Comic Book Artist magazine number 6 is dedicated to him, presenting tons of tributes from people from all corners of the comic book world. The solicitation for it is up at Diamond and and the press release is the following:



COMIC BOOK ARTIST (VOL 2) #6: The Will Eisner Tribute Issue
Edited by Jon B. Cooke

The CBA All-Star Tribute Honoring the Great Sequential Art Master,
Will Eisner. This double-sized memorial issue features remembrances,
art and essays by over 200 artists, writers, editors, friends and fans -- all
celebrating the man, his superlative 70-year career, and his
unprecedented impact on the art form. Behind a Dave Gibbons cover,
this mammoth special contains tribute art by an incredibly diverse group
of creators, including Mike Allred, Murphy Anderson, Gabriel Ba, Donna Barr, Frank
Cho, Darwyn Cooke, Geof Darrow, Jack Davis, Mike Diana, Irwin Hasen,
Gilbert Hernandez, Alex Horley, Everett Raymond Kinstler, David
Levine, Joe Linsner, Mark Martin, Mike Mignola, Fabio Moon, Eric Powell, Mike
Ploog, Trina Robbins, Spain Rodriguez, Alex Ross, Craig Thompson,
Tim Vigil, among many others. Included are interviews with Art
Spiegelman, Jules Feiffer and Scott McCloud, on their friendships with
Eisner and his influence on the future of comics. Plus testimonials and
anecdotes shared by a wide array of comic book pros, including Alan
Moore, Neil Gaiman, Stan Lee, Richard Corben, Joe Kubert, David
Mazzucchelli, Joe Simon, and many others. Join us to experience a
spirit of good will as the creator's legion of admirers celebrate the life
and mourn the passing of a true giant, Will Eisner. -- $14.50 (US), 192
pages (24 pages in full-color), Perfect Bound, Magazine, Diamond
Order Code: APR053289

Talk the talk.


Another one of my brother's great drawings. Simple, yet so complete, so real. You feel you're there, and those people are breathing, standing up not really straight, for they have flaws, just like us.

Sneak peek.

Haven't talked about Smoke andGuns around here in a while. Yes, that's true. But Larry has, and he's once more showing this great ad for Black Diamond, which features a very small bunch of very hot pages from Smoke and Guns. We still haven't decided which pages will be in this particular preview (the talked about Black Diamond book) and maybe those in the ad won't be in it once it comes out.

So, if I were you, I would go find myself some magnifying lenses and would enjoy that "BLAM".

Baby steps.

sometimes I think people have know idea how a drawing (or a bunch of then, for that matter) gets done. The picture is there and you just see the finished product. But how did it come to that?

Well...


From layout to finished art of some illustration work my brother and I did for a brazilian magazine.


We were kind of bummed we had to combine drawings and pictures, but the result did not end up like crap, I think.


Some images changed, some remained the same. It was all for the best, in the end.

New adventures.

Every new story is a new adventure, one that we must face head on and full of joy. If the story is drawn by my brother, than we are all going to have a blast. As I always say, he's the best artist in the world. Even if I'm exagerating, he's worth every word of praise he can get, and I can't wait for our next story together.

This is one image from his latest work. Enjoy.

Here comes the monkeys!

Let me tell you about monkeys.

They are nicer than dogs, for they don't bark. They smell bad, I'll give you that, but so does cat litter, and if you have a cat, you'll need a cat litter box and you'll have a smelly house anyway.

What's my point?

Buy yourself a monkey.

They're really cheap right now, but their market value is rapidly growing.

Buy yourself a monkey.

They come in all different sizes and colors.

Silence


I love the silence in this picture, and the way it tells more than if I had said anything.

Everybody loves monkeys.


Everybody loves monkeys and I wonder why that is.

Maybe they (the monkeys) are cute, but you know that's not really true. Maybe they're funny in a silent movie kind of way.

Monkeys are so similar to humans at times that we sometimes think that we too behave like they do and, therefore, wouldn't it be natural for them to behave like us as well?

Now, don't be silly. Why would monkeys behave like us?

They know better.

Are you looking?



Why do you hold back? What are you waiting for? What am I waiting for?

Nobody should wait. At least, we shouldn't wait and do nothing. If you're doing something, you're not waiting, you're building, we're learning, we're going towards something that, for better or worse, is ahead of us.

Only if we take the journey can we discover what's there.

Are you looking?

For the girls.

for today the day is theirs.


Sit beside me.

Sit beside me today.

Even sitting, you float. And you look at me with your shiny dark eyes, always waiting for a surprise. Wait that I'm almost there. I come from far, from a distant dream where I got a present for you. I come only now on the day you least expect me, but need me the most.

Sit that I have a story for you.

Your story.

Too bad we have but a day, for your story is much longer than that. In fact, I've been telling your story for some time now.

I plan on keep telling it for the rest of my life.

sketch number 2.


Sketches are good to solve problems with very few lines. You learn how to choose your lines, the same way you have to choose your words when you're writing.

sketch number 1.

I missed doing sketches. Drawing straight with a ball-pen, mistakes being an intrinsic part of the work, looking out at the work and writing in images your impressions.

It helps you think and it helps you feel.

The Call.


We're always waiting for the call. One that will change your life, that will make your day. Maybe just one that will pay the bill.

We're always waiting.

I guess the most important call is the one that tells you what you really want. This moment of revelation might not be per se a single moment, but it eventually happens and, when it does, you'll see everything else differently.

Some people tell me we'll see everything green. I'd prefer blue, or even a very delicate pink (on a waving elegant just-above-the-knee skirt wore by a pretty girl). The point is, you'll be more focused, you will have found your path, your yellow brick road.

So your call came and you found your way. Now what?

That's what I'm constantly trying to find out, and there's where the great joy of life is: finding it, every day.

Get together.

I think it's great when artists can get together. More most of the time, we stay in our dungeon, trapped in our little world, with pages to do and stories to tell. Too soon and too easily we forget there's life outside our thick walls, and meeting with the rest of the world, especially the rest of the comics world, is always refreshing and interesting.

Yesterday, my brother and I gave a lecture about comics together with our other comic book brothers, Bruno and Kako. The four of us worked together on ROCK'n'ROLL! last year, and we're already working on something new. It's always great fun too watch us get together, the exchange of very useless knowledge and sharp dry jokes, and swearing. And we always start by mentioning the guy who was our first comic book teacher and the place where we first met. His name is Domingos Takeshita (or Tak), and Ursula is dedicated to him because he was the first who would encourage every one of us to create a dream and follow it wherever it may take you.

Yesterday, Tak went to see us speak at the lecture, and we all got together to tell jokes, laugh and swear a lot. and the night was young after the lecture was over, so on we continued into the nearest bar, and away we drank into the night.

It was lovely.

But now I have a problem. Now I want to see all my comic book friends who I haven't seen in some time. Maybe I should see what's up with this whole "Rann/Tanaghar war" by asking my friends Ivan Reis and Marc Campos if they are having fun with that interstellar action.

First, I need to finish the Will Eisner tribute page, which, as I mentioned before, changed completely from my first idea, mainly because my brother Ba's idea was so great. All for the best, in the end.

Doing it again.

Today, I reworked a page I had already pencilled. The first version was done a month ago, in the same day I had already finished a page. I was tired but wanted to keep going in order to finish the week with a certain number of pages in the can. I did the page with the original thumbnail in mind, and it actually went pretty fast. The only problem was that it sucked! were I too deliver the page on the very next day, I would have finished one of the worse pages I've done in the last five year. Maybe the worst. Ever!

The page featured two hot girls, and they both looked like guys on the page. Enough said on how bad it was.

And that's a good thing about working with a more flexible schedule. I was not happy with that page, so I moved on with the story, working on other pages I "liked" more. Once I was feeling good about myself (because doing good work can make that to your ego), I went day to the abandoned page and did a complete new version. It's much better. There's a killer panel (one of the best on the story so far) and a much better flow on the story.

And the girls, as one should expect, look hot.

Waiting.



She's waiting. Her time will come.

Dream of the stolen painting.

Smoke and Guns panel.

This week, I mostly did comics. It's always refreshing to be able to work so much on the pages, not be driven away for some illustration work, or for any other of the thousands of things we usually have to do eventually.

I had a dream about going to the comic book convention. the airport looked more like a train station, and I seemed to be trying to run away with some important piece of fine arts, probably a painting. I don't know by whom, but it was a big deal, since the terrorists appeared in my dream trying to steal it. Right at that point, I noticed I had a gun in my hand and, as I'm sure many of you would do (in your dreams, of course), I started fighting the terrorists.

I ended up getting caught by the terrorists, but I hid the painting. Im smart like that, and much more clever than those stupid terrorists. The strange thing is that the one terrorist that caught me was a beautiful woman.

That's what I get for drawing girls with guns day after day.

San Francisco weekend.

If you're going to San Francisco this weekend for Wondercon, make sure you stop by the Terra Major booth, which will be manned by Brian Scot Johnson of Kephri.com. They'll have Roland (our first mini-series in the States), Hattin, Takeyama, Prey... and even some ROCK'n'ROLL! And for those curious of things to come, there'll be xeroxes of one of the new stories from the first ever Terra Major anthology (featuring the all star cast of artists from Terra Major, us included). Don't miss it.

Of course, don't forget to visit the AiT booth as well. If you still didn't get Ursula, they'll have it, and I'm sure that, if you're nice, Larry could show you some Smoke and Guns pages.

Have a good San Francisco weekend.

UPDATE!

So, as it seems, there won't be a AiT booth at Wondercon. But Larry (Young, you know, the guy making comics better) will attend the show as a fan. He'll hang around the Terra Major booth since he and Brian are pals, so if you want to bump into him and ask him about Smoke and Guns, that's your starting point. And, since I'm a nice guy, I'll give you a secret password when you come across Larry: ask him about "kra-ka-pow".

Swimming

I received an e-mail from one editor today and a message from another. They were all very nice and sounded interested in my work, which is good. Of course, I sent messages to them earlier, but to know they replied is good. It shows they liked the work I've been doing enough to write back and tell me so.

This is something I learned already: you have to show your work constantly to the editors, so they can see what it looks like, and also so they can see that you're constantly working and have a professional rhythm. If you want to work as an artist, and now it's the strange sounding part, you already have to be working as an artist. It's like swimming: you gotta be on the water to swim, you can learn how to swim on the ground, where it's safe and warm.

Sometimes, you have to get yourself wet.

Exciting ideas.

I've been drawing Smoke and Guns like crazy. If there's one good thing about doing a story is the joy of creating, page after page, the events only you saw on the script.

Okay, maybe the editor also saw the script, the writer should did, even before it was written I guess, but you get my point. The artist is the one providing life to this idea we're all very excited about.

And we are all very excited about Smoke and Guns.

Sometime between this week and the next, I have a one page story in tribute to Will Eisner to do for this magazine. I already have the idea and did the thumbnail, but sometimes I let the thumbnail (or the idea) sit distant for some days and see if I like them when I get back to it after a little time. Maybe I can have a better idea, and maybe I can fall in love even more for the idea I already had. We'll see.

My story is told with images.

poetry is bliss.


Images talk.

They say an image is worth a thousand words. Maybe a good image, and that's what I want: I want good images, a big range of expressions, faces, hand movements and even eyebrow disposition. The characters are actors, and maybe they need to be really bad at acting, maybe they need to be those over-the-top exaggerated actors who gesticulate too much, and make too many faces, and move too much.

Sometimes, you need to make it bigger in order to tell your story.

Lines in a drawing are like adjectives in a sentence. They add to the story, but the trick, as in adjectives, is in choosing which lines to put and which to leave out. Too many lines won't help tell your story, they'll just confuse the reader.



You have to motivate the eye. Where do we look, where do we go after that image, all must be thought about and decided by the artist. When one character looks a certain way, he's motivating the artist to show, in the next panel, what he's seeing. Like the character, our eyes must follow the story the pictures are telling, and must see the images we're choosing.

We see what the story wants to show.



I like to draw the story that doesn't always show everything. Following the images, we put the story together in our minds, and some images, maybe the most important, the most moving, don't even exist on the page. They are between the panels, after that look and before that smile, when that hair moved and I knew exactly what she was thinking.

Comics is not without it's poetry. To say more than meets the eye, to use words to convey more than just their meaning, to create images that tell more than what they're showing, all that is to be a poet, to make us feel and believe in something that we made up, something the reader made real in his mind and in his heart.

Have a cigarette.

Smoke and Guns panel.

Smoke and Guns is fun to draw. I hope, when I'm finally done with it, it's also fun to read.

"Done".

I wonder when I'll be done with it. Hopefully, this year. In the summer, if everything glues together in this crazy puzzle my life (and everybody else's, it seems) turned to. It would be really great to have the book in my hands by the time I arrive in San Diego for the next big Comic Book Convention. Do you know this is the only time of the year I actually take a vacation (in order to go to the convention, so maybe it's not a vacation after all, it's more like "far away job")? Sometimes I have the impression it's the only time of the year that I leave the house. Luckily, it's only an impression. Luckily, despite the very long hour involved, I love what I do. And this is the year I set myself to do more comics than I ever done before. Smoke and Guns is my first step towards that goal.

AND...

Today is Brazil's nacional comic book day.

A story set in winter.

background for an animation project we're currently involved.

There's something wonderful in creating worlds. Sometimes, the best part of a job is to imagine what is happening with the figures you're drawing, where they are and what might have happened before. During the making of something, it's not unusual for us to be swallowed by the mood of the story we're telling. It's like remembering something that really did happen to you and that you treasure fondly.

This is a little different from what we usually do. First, we're the "background artists" in this animation. On top of that, this "no lines, just shapes and colors" style, really makes all the images look uniquely distinct from our comic book work.

If we continue to work with this great animation company, we're in great danger of getting used of imagining our work in motion instead of frozen and set on the comic book page.

Strips.

The truth about artists.


The secret of fashion.

Looking in from outside.

Script by Adrian Sanders

Panel 1:
He stops outside the cafe window, the warmth casting a welcoming glow on his person. He looks up, peering in. The wind picks up, it is clear that he is very cold and uncomfortable.

Panel 2:
He shivers.

A silent good bye.


Sometimes, I really like the stuff I do.

Work out.



I need to work out more often. So does this chubby version of Batman I did. And it's because he's chubby that I, skinny as a stick, should workout my drawing skills, so next time I have to draw a strong super-hero, he's not out of shape. Unless I want the villain to win.

And then I wonder: do villain still win these days? I must admit I'm a little behind my reading on monthlies, but to me it seems that most super heroes may lose fights to themselves (those troubled super human beings), since no villain wins.

Will Eisner died!

Until next year.

Christmas is right around the corner, and so is the new year. Some of my various jobs entered their breaks, leaving me with a lot more time to do comics.

That's what I'll do, then. I'll be disappearing from the face of the earth (or from this blog, at least), for the next three weeks, to focus only in making comics. Since I noticed visitation to be quite slow, most won't even notice I'm gone. When the time comes, I'll be back. I suppose I'll be writing a lot, there are new stories brewing in our bakery, but that's all "next year" talk.

See you all next year.

Dancing in the dark.

Sometimes I wonder what should I write around here. At the same time, I try to guess who reads this, what this person (or people) is (are) after and if, by peaking at my very deranged train of thought, they leave satisfied.

Actually, I just want this to be the first step towards comics. For me, it would be my never-ending first step toward making them; for you, it would be the first step toward getting to know what those comics are about, what is cool about it and where do you start reading.

But enough of making questions (that's when you notice you just wrote two paragraphs with no question marks). It's also good not to know too much in advance what lies ahead. The mystery turn the journey much more interesting, so you should always enjoy the mystery you'll run into, be it by living, by working or by creating stories filled with mystery and uncertainty.

With every new story, you meet new people. They'll take you to places you never thought you would go. Maybe you've dreamed about it before, and somehow it all seems strangely familiar. Maybe you've read about all that in a book, in a comic or maybe you just waited your entire life for something like that to happen.

Or maybe I talk too much when I should be back at my board making my comics look better.

Do you think you know me?

I'm sure you think you know me by now. How different can I be from the others? In fact, aren't we all the same to you? Just a pair of pretty legs, a pair of pretty eyes, a pretty smile...

But, if we're all the same, why are you here? With me? Why aren't you somewhere else, with someone else? Why did you choose me?

Did you ever stop to think that maybe you didn't choose me? That it was I that chose you?

Do you still think you know me now?

Not someone to be messed with.

or just a picture of pretty things to come


I bet she wear red lipstick. I bet she smokes, in a "old hollywood" kind of way, with grace, charm and attitude. Yes, she smokes, without guilt or worries. And that's also how she lives.

No guilt.

No worries.

Just fun.

I can't deny she can get in trouble from time to time. I could go to the point where it would be safe to assume she attracts it. Well, she's a pretty girl, and those (the pretty girls) are always the ones trouble goes after.

Next year, we have an appointment. If I were to be romantic, and I have this tendency of being a romantic fool, I could say that next year, we have a date.

She'll be wearing her red lipstick, of course.

And she'll be smoking.

It lives!

It lives in every and each one of us. In our memories and in our hearts. It's there every day and every night, and we need it to stay that way.

Comics.

Everybody who is involved with comics, in any way one can get involved with comics, is in love. Or was, or will be. Comics is an experience that forever changes you, like falling in love for someone. It doesn't mean you'll stay together forever, but you'll always remember with kindness what you had.

the reader.

The reader is in love with the stories he or she reads. The characters, their lives, their problems. It doesn't need a regular person to tell the story about how to solve problems. Even super heroes have to solve problems, and they're made of paper. If they can do it, so can we. All we gotta do is try. When we read a story where people, no matter how ordinary or extraordinary, have the strength and courage to try, we discover that we also can try to do whatever we want to do. We may fail, as many will, but we can always learn from it, as we do by following, month after month, the adventures of our heroes.

the writer.

The writer is in love with the stories he has to tell, 'cause he's in love with the world. He is fascinated with life, with death, with people. For the writer, comics will be the window he found to show what is the world we live. You may recognize it from your own experiences, you may be surprised by what he shows you, but he's there for that: to show that we are here, we exist, and we are all worth living the stories we tell, as we are as interesting as any character we can create. The writer writes about us, for us and so we won't be forgotten.

the artist.

The artist is in love with an idea. A dream, a fantasy, a hope that anything is possible. If we are to see the matter of poetry, it would be by the hands of a comic book artist. The comic book artist is an invisible man, a creator of images that will only reach parts f your brain, of your soul and of your heart, parts that will command the other parts of your body to react to what he's showing you. The story you will remember, in case the artist succeeds, exists only in your mind, between the panels, as one continuous memory you've grown found of, one which can have the most remarkable images be ones you did not even draw.

We are all in love. Comic book is our passion. nothing is easy and simple in life, but for us, touched by comics, how can we fight love? How can we fight passion?

Comics have created a monster in all of us, and it's alive.