artist & ILLUSTRATor
La casa, el bosque, el fuego
Digital Art
Le he prendido fuego al bosque de mi casa esperando que todas las cosas inservibles, dolorosas y que no me dejan crecer ardan y se conviertan en una ceniza tan ligera que el simple aire de mi respiración cansada las aleje.
Sketch | Final Work
MONOCHROMAGIC
ONLINE GROUP EXHIBITION
July 10TH – 31ST 2020
Monochromagic group exhibition curated by Tim Maclean, hosted by WOW x WOW art gallery.
Opening night: Friday, 10th July 2020
The show will be on view until: Friday, 31st July 2020.
You can visit the online show here.
Hikuri Dream
Ink on paper by Ale De la Torre
2020
Participating artists:
David Álvarez | Nicolás Arispe | Adam Augustyn | Paul Barnes | Steven Russell Black | Brian Britigan | John Casey | Caroline Jiin Choi | Kyle Cobban | Sam Wolfe Connelly | Ale De la Torre | Jialun Deng | Garis Edelweiss | Elif Varol Ergen | Collin Estrada | Alex Garant | Tyler Heiden | Ibayarifin | Tim Ingle | Daniel Isles (DirtyRobot) | Máté Jakó | Kasia Jasmina | Tanmoy Kayesen | Sorie Kim | Richard A. Kirk | L A P | Luca Ledda | Lee.K | Jason Limberg | James Lipnickas | Milka Lolo | Andrew MacRae | Danny Malboeuf | Julianna Menna | Eli Minaya | Monika Mitkute | Virginia Mori | Will Murai | Kathleen Neeley | Phuong Nguyen | Xavier Ortiz | P54 | Dolce Paganne | Bao Pham | Dusty Ray | Eva Redamonti | Jessica Roux | Catriona Secker | Brian Serway | Kristin Siegel-Leicht | Allison Sommers | Andi Soto | Karl Trewhela | Rostislaw Tsarenko | Joanna Viheria | Babs Webb | Jamie Wells | Olga Wieszczyk | John Wigley
How To Add Magical Intent To Your Spring Cleaning Routine
Client: BUST Magazine
Art Direction: Meredith Felt
ENG. Here’s the illustration process for the article “How To Add Magical Intent To Your Spring Cleaning Routine” in BUST Magazine about Witch Spring Cleaning. I just loved this one because I love herbs, scents, cleaning and of course witches.
ESP. Proceso de ilustración para el artículo “How To Add Magical Intent To Your Spring Cleaning Routine” de BUST Magazine . Me encantó este proyecto porque me encantan las hierbas, las esencias y por supuesto todo lo que tenga que ver con brujas.
Sketches / Bocetos
ENG. I wanted to add a lot of detail to the final sketch and I know that if I had more time to work on this illustration, it would have been a total mess. This is the final artwork.
ESP. Me hubiera gustado agregar más detalle al boceto final, pero sé que si hubiera tenido más tiempo para trabajar en esta ilustración, habría sido un desastre total. Esta es la ilustración final.
Read Full article: How To Add Magical Intent To Your Spring Cleaning Routine
ECSTATIC FLUX
ONLINE GROUP EXHIBITION
10TH – 31ST JANUARY 2020
Ecstatic Flux group exhibition curated by Tim Maclean, hosted by WOW x WOW art gallery.
Opening night: Friday, 10th January 2020 (Start time: 7pm GMT).
The show will be on view until: Friday, 31st January 2020.
You can visit the online show here.
“Dark Matter Lagoon”
Ink on paper
2020
Participating artists:
Adam Alaniz | Jenna Andersen | Kaitlin Beckett | Benz and Chang | Brian Britigan | Matt Byle | John Casey | Caroline Choi | DantesDots | Nam Das | Ale De la Torre | Jialun Deng | Collin Elder | Carlos Fdez | Gunnar Foley | Thomas A. Gieseke | Amelia Hofsteede | Scott Kirschner | Luca Ledda | Anthony Lejeune | Andrew MacRae | Serena Malyon | Marina Mika | Monika Mitkute | Erich J. Moffitt | Niark1 | Peca | Karla Pereira | Dusty Ray | Eva Redamonti | Catriona Secker | Brian Serway | Yuriko Shirou | Andi Soto | Peter Striffolino | Deirdre Sullivan-Beeman | Deth P. Sun | August Vilella | Kelly Vivanco | Jamie Wells | Sri Whipple
Identidades Ilustradas exhibition
Identidades Ilustradas
Palacio de Minería | Collective exhibition (ILUSTRAMDI) | September 25 |Mexico city.
Identidades Ilustradas
Centro Nacional de las Artes | Collective exhibition (FILIJ) | November 13 |Mexico city.
“Estructura del Caos en un Bosque de Niebla”
Digital illustration
I would grow an orchid garden just for you…
I would open my skin to plant the seeds of your favorite flowers,
water with my blood the small buds to root their bulbs with my arteries
and keep the substrate wet with the stream of my eyes.
I would retain the warmth of your orchids with the fire of my heart,
while my vanilla essence would attract insects to pollinate every flower.
I would feed only on their nectar and occasionally on yours.
I would learn to run through the hills with my imagination just to be with you,
and if I got lost I would find you by your smell of coffee and paper.
I would build a secret refuge under the leaves for you to hide
whenever you need to be absent from the world.
I would draw clouds around me to refract the light.
I would write new orchid names and paint them in your favorite colors.
I would let you cut the flowers with the edge of your madness
and make them grow again infinitely.
I would give anything to see you smile every day.
I would grow an orchid garden just for you.
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Cultivaría un jardín de orquídeas sólo para ti…
Abriría mi piel para plantar las semillas de tus flores favoritas,
regaría con mi sangre los pequeños brotes para enraizar sus bulbos con mis arterias
y mantendría el sustrato húmedo con el flujo de mis ojos.
Retendría el calor de tus orquídeas con el fuego de mi corazón cuando te siente cerca,
mientras mi esencia de vainilla atraería insectos para polinizar cada flor;
me alimentaría sólo de su néctar y ocasionalmente del tuyo.
Aprendería a atravesar cerros con mi imaginación para estar contigo
y si llegara a perderme, te encontraría por tu olor a café y papel.
Construiría un refugio secreto bajo las hojas
para cuando necesites ausentarte del mundo.
Fabricaría nubes alrededor mío para refractar la luz.
Escribiría nombres nuevos de orquídeas y las pintaría de tus colores favoritos.
Te dejaría cortar las flores con el filo de tu locura y las haría crecer de nuevo infinitamente.
Daría cualquier cosa por verte sonreír todos los días.
Cultivaría un jardín de orquídeas sólo para ti.
“I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.”
Haruki Murakami
ENG. Illustration process of Black heart: I keep my freakish heart in a drawer that nobody can reach, an illustration I made in a live drawing event as part of the Abierto Mexicano de Diseño #amd2018.
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ESP. Proceso de Negro corazón: Guardo mi extraño corazón en un cajón donde nadie lo pueda alcanzar, una ilustración que hice en un evento de dibujo en vivo como parte del Abierto Mexicano de Diseño 2018 #amd2018.
Disonancia I: para atravesar una aurora boreal hay que arrancarse el corazón.
The mushroom hunters
Science, as you know, my little one, is the study
of the nature and behaviour of the universe.
It’s based on observation, on experiment, and measurement,
and the formulation of laws to describe the facts revealed.
In the old times, they say, the men came already fitted with brains
designed to follow flesh-beasts at a run,
to hurdle blindly into the unknown,
and then to find their way back home when lost
with a slain antelope to carry between them.
Or, on bad hunting days, nothing.
The women, who did not need to run down prey,
had brains that spotted landmarks and made paths between them
left at the thorn bush and across the scree
and look down in the bole of the half-fallen tree,
because sometimes there are mushrooms.
Before the flint club, or flint butcher’s tools,
The first tool of all was a sling for the baby
to keep our hands free
and something to put the berries and the mushrooms in,
the roots and the good leaves, the seeds and the crawlers.
Then a flint pestle to smash, to crush, to grind or break.
And sometimes men chased the beasts
into the deep woods,
and never came back.
Some mushrooms will kill you,
while some will show you gods
and some will feed the hunger in our bellies. Identify.
Others will kill us if we eat them raw,
and kill us again if we cook them once,
but if we boil them up in spring water, and pour the water away,
and then boil them once more, and pour the water away,
only then can we eat them safely. Observe.
Observe childbirth, measure the swell of bellies and the shape of breasts,
and through experience discover how to bring babies safely into the world.
Observe everything.
And the mushroom hunters walk the ways they walk
and watch the world, and see what they observe.
And some of them would thrive and lick their lips,
While others clutched their stomachs and expired.
So laws are made and handed down on what is safe.
Formulate.
The tools we make to build our lives:
our clothes, our food, our path home…
all these things we base on observation,
on experiment, on measurement, on truth.
And science, you remember, is the study
of the nature and behaviour of the universe,
based on observation, experiment, and measurement,
and the formulation of laws to describe these facts.
The race continues. An early scientist
drew beasts upon the walls of caves
to show her children, now all fat on mushrooms
and on berries, what would be safe to hunt.
The men go running on after beasts.
The scientists walk more slowly, over to the brow of the hill
and down to the water’s edge and past the place where the red clay runs.
They are carrying their babies in the slings they made,
freeing their hands to pick the mushrooms.
Neil Gaiman
La luz del sol que se filtra entre las hojas de los árboles, el olor de un libro nuevo, los pinceles que he usado durante más de 15 años, la cámara fotográfica que me regaló mi abuelo, el aroma de las gardenias y las hojas del limonero, el calor de las fogatas, los colores deslavados, el sabor del agua de lima, un espirógrafo, la lluvia y el olor a tierra en una tarde de verano; la voz de mi madre cantando, su risa, sus abrazos, sus ojos y su bondad; los globos de cada domingo, el bosque y la sonrisa de mi padre, el tren del bajío en la noche y los rincones de la casa de mi abuela; recorrer la ciudad en la madrugada, bailar sin pensar en nada, llorar de alegría; enamorarme de las palabras, acostarnos para mirar las estrellas, sentir el calor de las mañanas de domingo, leer palabras hermosas, pasar un día completo en la cama, escuchar la canción que hace que todo se detenga.
La torpe y amorosa bestia camina sobre la noche persiguiendo un señuelo; carga en su lomo un bosque de niebla y la entrada a otros mundos. Entre la densa bruma que lleva a cuestas se va enmarañando la madreselva y en los troncos de sauces muertos crecen flores que guardan agua de cada tormenta. El animal ha amarrado fuertemente a su pelo la fiesta de todos los pueblos y les ha trenzado hilo de maguey para jalar nubes que mantienen su vientre con vida. La criatura abisal, cegada por un amor inmenso, ha decidido seguir una luz ignorando que es su propio destello.
Abyssal beast. Digital art.
ENG. “Your iridescent mind” Mixed media illustration. Celebrating Day of the dead in Mexico.
Calacas
La mano gráfica | Collective exhibition | Pátzcuaro, Mich.
AOI's World Illustration Awards 2016 shortlisted.
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ESP. “Tu pensamiento iridiscente” Técnica mixta. Ilustración elaborada para celebrar el Día de Muertos mexicano.
Calacas
La mano gráfica | Exposición colectiva | Pátzcuaro, Mich.
Selección de los World Illustration Awards 2016 de la AOI.
