Sunday, October 24, 2010

Wednesday, October 13, 2010



So did the sympathy for me start to fade
When your conscience is down
Fix paranoia scars when I need all
So did you ever see the north get so grey
Swallows me up, hollows the language in my last lungs

So which fucking ape is on you today
That what my head wakes up and says when I crumble

I'm the aim
To suffocate and blame
You gave less
Than you tried to possess
All the greed
Is nothing that I need
If you can't face the grazes

I can't face the grazes
I cannot contain this
I can't fake the traces
I can't fake the grazes

So the fever that I got stole my name
It opened me up, twisted my bones now I'm nothing
I knew the second time that I saw your face
The city lit up was bleeding its gifts
Now I'm sinking

[Grazes,by Sneaker Pimps]

Friday, October 08, 2010


This piece was done directly with pencil...
don't be scared...sometimes I just open that small door in the dark corner of my brain...

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Friday, October 01, 2010


(For Uncanny X-Men #527)

art and colors by me...
enjoy it!

PS: The cover frame's done by the amazing Stuart Immonen and Laura Martin


Here's the B&W version and the sketch for the approval.