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Hello Today it’s the last post so I’m going to talk about my experience posting in this blog. When the teacher explained the activity I found it really hard and I didn’t like it; I wasn’t used to write in English and because of that making a post with more than 200 words was an impossible mission. Even so, as time passes, writing become more easy for me, and the idea of the blog more enjoyable. In this short period of time I was able to write a few posts and I could say my favorite was the one about Japanese culture. I enjoyed writing this one because I was able to talk about a topic I don’t talk usually like what influenced me to draw or what I think about art in general. On the other hand, the posts I liked less were about “fiestas patrias” and “a holiday”, the two of them were really hard to write because I couldn’t go out and the only thing I do was be in my home.  It takes me a lot of time and effort to think about something remotely interesting to write about. Leaving

Tokyo

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Hello If you ask me about what city i’d like to visit, I would answer Tokyo, and the reason behind it’s the well-known cherry blossom season and all the festivals that have place until the last petal drops. Even when this natural phenomenon can be seen in different places throughout japan, I fell that the most beautiful is the Shinjuku Gyoen, a large park that make a contrast between the modern architecture and the beauty of the nature. But that is not the only reason because I’d like to go to Tokyo, leaving aside the hanami, this city It’s an example of history and progress, where historical architecture can be appreciated in districts such as asakusa –museums, temples and traditional gardens-, and the same time you have shopping distrits like Shinyuku or shibuya. If I have the opportunity to go there I’d like to be part of the hanami, go to the temples, try out Japanese food and, of course, buy a lot of merchandising of my favorites anime series as souvenir without f

A friend

Hello, today I’m going to talk about an important person in my life; my best friend Michelle. The first time I met her we were in 7° grade -in the same class- but even if it’s hard to believe we did’t realize the existence of the other a whole year. Because of that our friendship started by chance, when I sat with her. Now I have known she for more that five years and I could say I like her for the person she mades me be. She always has been a person with a strong personality in the outside, willing to help the people she cares the most. But that’s not all, because she is the first person to accept the crazy things that a propose or encourage me to go one step ahead. When we were in high school we spend all the day together in class and the way home. When we were in the classroom we didn’t have energy to do anything so most of the time I was drawing while she was sleeping on my shoulder – I have to admit it was very comfortable-. We spend five years that way, until we graduated

japanese culture

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When I thought about something that made me feel passionate, the first thing that comes to my mind was draw, but I already talked about that I while ago, so I decided to focus on what influenced me to draw, and it’s japanes culture. Art, music, festivals, even anime and manga. My love for this culture comes from the impact that had the studio ghibli in my childhood throught their movies, even though the one I rememeber the most is the grave of the fireflies – a film that tell the story of two siblings and the way they try to survive the second world war-. To have seen those movies made me see a different conception of life, and in some kind of way change the form I thought about art in general and my own draws. For example, the works of kanagawa, made me realize the force that a piece of art can have without a human figure, and the backgrounds of the studio Ghibli like a part  important of the scene. Another influence i see in my art is manga, sadly i don’t belive

Puerto Montt

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Well, today i'm going to talk about a trip i made with my family to Puerto Montt two years ago. i don´t remember specifically the season , but at the moment we had arrived it was raining. -as usual-We stayed for two infinites weeks in the hostel of an acquaintance, not too far to the ocean. i might say it felt like a time machine, because they used a wood stove and all the furniture and decorations i was able to see was just as old.  The first day we decided to rest and recover the energy lost after 10 hours of travel. it was heavy for me since, unlike my mom or my grandmother, i could't sleep nor a minute. that's the reason why i don't like to travel more than 2 hours by bus. We visited a lot of differents places, one of them was Chiloe. I remember the moment when the bus was crossing the ocean in a ferry , it was cold and you could feel the water in you face and the smell of salt, by the time we arrived was midday, and of course lunch time. They took us

Fiestas patrias(?)

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Hello Well, i don´t know what to say about fiestas patrias, because this year we didn't do something interesting. My aunt tavel out of the city, and my uncle were ill; in the end the only day we were doing something related to this national celebration was the monday when we decided to do an "asado", with my mom and my grandmother. The rest fo the time i was sleeping or drawing, distracting myself from the university and all things related. To the end of the week i had to do all the work i didn´t, it was the sad face of fiestas patrias. But it give me the opportunity to spend more time with my family . o////w////o  ~kyaa    - ft miguel

a old bookstore

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Moin moin  Well, i'm not a person that like to go out so often, so it's hard for me to talk about what i did last weekend , and bit boring to read - drawing and doing works for the university aren't interesnting at all- ; but two weeks ago i decide to accept the invitation  of my friend and go to the bookstore with her. The place she wanted to visit was and old store- lost in time- ;i think that was the reason because it was so hard to find ar first sigth; but eventually we found the bookstore. She was reaching for a book as old as that place, in my case i only was there to help her, and maybe found something for me. We don´t realise how many hours we spend looking books until we became hungry nad decide to go for food.  It was a productive day i guess, something that make you abandon rutine and enjoy the moment.