In Vlanco

Finished. Finished. Completed. The original pages are all painted. We’re sharpening the end. Sharpening it with a knife, trying to convince us of the faces of the wood.Then you will have to launch a first test print that, although it is not totally faithful to the colors, serves to see what things need to be…

I like the double-page spread. On a visual level, the bullet point is the equivalent of the word, the page is the sentence, and the double-page spread is the paragraph. The page turning is a full stop. A change of heart. Reading a page is reading a sentence. The impact of a double-page spread can’t…

The difficult drawings arrived and with them some doubts. There are 4 pages left. Then the epilogue and then assess if we repeat any pages.Today I didn’t feel like drawing. I lacked confidence and hadn’t really liked what I was doing for a few days. My father once told me, when I was very young,…

I finally reached the end of the story. Well, it’s really the end of the part I had sketched. It coincides with a very important point in the story. Behind it there are about 10 pages that I still haven’t thought about what they’re going to be like.Drawing that almost final stretch was very nice…

Color arrived. Taking advantage of a week of sluggish work and as a result of that change of pace, there are already about 50 pages. I’m having a great time. I’m facing the final stretch of the story in order. The pages fall one after the other in narrative order. This makes me move forward…

Change of pace. The reason is to get to the same place in less time. It’s already 34 pages.

A thin line, indeed, thin, extremely thin. Black water on white paper. A blade slides leaving a trail, a trace of its passage. The beauty of white crossed by a curve as infinite as it is invisible that nevertheless captures all the attention. She’s brave, she’s daring. The blade is jammed by the roughness of…

I’ve drawn 23 pages. I have at least three-quarters of the work left and I’m really looking forward to finishing it. It’s not that I’m tired or that I don’t like it, it’s more like I want to see it finished. What will it look like? How will I have resolved those perspectives that I…

The madman, the hook of the story. Temptation. The unknown. The missing character. He was the only one of the main characters I didn’t know. It didn’t exist. The rest led me to give it a whirl. It’s the bait. As such, it had to be interesting, yet accessible. It had to generate curiosity in…

I’m getting more and more separated. I move away from the clear and simple stroke. The vignettes with general views and landscapes are leading me to the idea that white is not just white. I’m putting in a lot of grays with tempera and starting to add pencil as well.