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The reaper and I, chilling and taking coffee

The clock is ticking, the time is pasing. People is aging, and dying. The reaper is here already (for us), just waiting through the door of our homes, just waiting.

One day, Ms Reaper talked to me about having  a coffee. I thought it was a strange proposition. The mere thought of her souless eyes looking into mine just fritened me. But at the same time, I was bored spending all my summer inside my home, like a emo teenager with no self esteem. I needed something to do beside work and drawing, so I said yes.

She is a very exquisite being (I don’t know if I can call her a person, but whatever), and has a good taste. The café she picked was a lovely bistro with vintage air. The colors magenta and brown with the subtle light of the roof lamps gave the place a peaceful atmosphere. If I was scared earlier, I completely forgot about that when I saw that place. Also, she didn’t looked like The Reaper at all, I mean, a hot pink hoodie, a pair of blue jeans and pointy boots. Pretty casual. What was she thinking?

“I will take an espresso, and you?” That’s the first thing she said… and good lord, her voice was so soft that I can barely describe it. It was like the tail of a fluffy and chubby bunny. I was shocked. The Angel of Death, huh? “I will take a Moccachino, thanks”.

Silence was reigning in the café, except for a selection of mellow jazz and some other tunes that hipsters have on their playlists. The waitress came with the coffe. We both thanked and gazed into the light brown of the hot drink. Shit, things were getting awkward with all tha silence.

“You must be wondering about the meaning of this meeting.”

“Well, yes. Am I going to die soon?”

“I don’t know” She just drank a little bit of her coffee like nothing could ever affect her. “I don’t know when a person is going to die, I just collect souls.” I was more confused that ever. What was ever going on?

“The reason why I wanted to have this talk with you is because I know the answer”

“The Answer?” The Answer? I haven’t drank at all and her noticed. She told me to chill and drink my coffee, that this would be one of the most importants talks of my life but at the same time she wanted me to enjoy the momment.

“Yes, The Answer” she said after drink some more. Then she closed her souless eyes “What do you want in this world, more than anything?” I took a minute, then I said:

“I want to make comics. Like, for a living”

She smiled with the most pure and honest expression I haven’t ever seen in my life.

“Then you have to work hard making comics. That’s all”

Silence. She finished her coffee, looked in her wallet and payed the drinks. I still had plenty to drink but she waved my hand in a goodbye. She was busy, sure, plenty of souls to collect, but I asked one last thing:

“Do you have this conversation with everyone is this world?”

She laughed. “At some point everyone thinks the reaper is coming to take them, but sometimes I only want to give a little reminder of The Answer.”

“It was a pleasure to meet you”

“Sure, and remember. Perfection doesn’t exist. Memento mori!

She walked away. I finished my coffee and thanked the waitress for all. Then I left too. I actually enjoyed that moment.

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How vaporwave helped me shape my (kitschy) style

Oh, the internet, what we would do without it? Maybe harvest potatoes like our grandfathers did many years ago, but instead, we are here, in front of our flat high definition screens, looking to the future with our own eyes. Truly an amazing time to be alive.

Or maybe… we look to the past? Our generation is obsessed with all things vintage. It’s the wish for (what we think) were the better, simpler and most romantic times. You see it everywhere, especially when it comes to music. Just get yourself a look into the youtube comment section of an old song, and like 90% of the comments are from twelve-year-old kiddos saying that they were born in the wrong generation. Sure pal, whatever you say (boy, we all were stupid as kids, don’t we?)

So, how this jibber jabber has anything to do with my drawing style? Oh well, the nostalgia is a powerful force, and sometimes can led us to discover wonderful things, especially when you are not searching for them.

I remember being looking at my Facebook’s timeline and discovering something that really kept my attention. One of my friends had been sharing, almost everyday, images of an estrange but engaging atmosphere. These Images would use often greco-roman sculptures, neon colors, japanese lettering and old Windows graphics. Of course, these images are part of the Vaporwave ‘aesthetics’.

Vaporwave is a microgenre of electronic music and an Internet meme that emerged in the early 2010s. The music typically features a fascination with 1980s and 1990s styles such as elevator music, smooth jazz, R&B, and lounge music often sampling or manipulating tracks via chopped and screwed techniques and other effects.

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Being the silly goof I’m, I thought it was kinda funny. Vaporwave is essentially a parody of capitalism that mocks capitalism… by exalting it. It thought it was great! You know, we all love capitalism but at the same time, it has gave us some weird shit through the decades. More or less at the same time, I was trying to design myself a mascot. A character that people could associate with me. The challenge you face designing a mascot is that must be simple enough to be remembered, but not so simple that could be forgot.

 

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I came out with this, but it was weird to me. I wasn’t used to draw minimalistic pieces, I would rather draw more realistic ones, with intricate details.

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I started to develope my cartoony, more simple style, inspirated by the pop simplicity of the vaporwave/future funk genre. All of a sudden, I was obsessed with neon colors and 80s aesthetics, things considered ugly, kitsch.

Kitsch, also called cheesiness or tackiness, is art or other objects that appeal to popular or uncultivated taste because they are garish or overly sentimental, which means that these objects are considered by other people to be ugly, without style, false, or in poor taste but enjoyed or appreciated by still other people in an ironic or knowing way or because it is funny.

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You know, Vaporwave it’s the mix of dated music and modern DJs tecnology, I started to see this cutesy style as a mix between kawaii and kitsch, vulgar, lewd art. Very, very pop!

I’m really thoughtful about my creative process: I think about the things that inspires me, I try to find patterns, conducts, habits… anything that can make a better artist. Being concious about our processes (creatives or not) it’s a great excercise. I has discovered that.

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It’s sunny and warm, the music is great, the women beautiful, food is spicy… What it is this marvelous place? A tropical place, somewhere… Paradise? To some, to others is just a place to stay while dreams come true.

But  you know, the real charm it’s the people. Yep, the people.

 

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Click on that girl!

 

Crazy but adorable people like that gal.

Sorry for the clickbait Real talk guys, I’m just happy to start this little self indulgent piece of silliness. This is not an ambitious projectin any way, it’s more to have fun and laugh at my own idiotic nature mistakes and stupid thoughts. Oh boi.

Stay tunned.

Minerva 

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What to do when life gets crazy

Well, life it’s always crazy, but sometimes it gets a little too crazy, right?

I know, I know, dear. I’ve been here and there, bad feelings after bad feelings, disaster after disaster, struggling with the same issues as many other people in the world. Shit is crazy. Shit is bananas. Whatever. Even now that I’m writing these lines, I’m struggling to find the correct words to express myself and not to think in the future and its many possibilities for me, not all of them good. It’s scary to think too much about it.

Why I’m saying this nonsense? Oh, I’ve just been really thoughtful lately. Maybe my health is not so good as I thought. Put many things in perspective. College, for instance, is really awful to me. When I’m in that classroom with all the other young kiddos who are trying to become a professional journalist, I feel tired, and sad. I don’t belong there, I think. Am I learning or just wasting my time? What Am I learning? How me, a B+ student, became the most apathic being of the classroom? Am I being selfish if I only want to draw…?  What to do? Well, you get the point.

Sometimes you just have to breath in, follow your heart, BUT without leaving your mind behind. Other people’s expectations are chains, you must get rid off them. Care about yourself, exersise yourself, eat well and make your dream a reality. I know life is crazy, hard, nonsesical, but we still can try. Every day a little harder, everyday a little smarter.

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