NSFW Art show

Spoke art’s NSFW Art show
curated by Dasha Matsuura


”Spoke Art NSFW, a group exhibition featuring over 40 femme artists exploring sex and sexuality. This dynamic array of artists displays a complex spectrum of experiences from introspective and intimate to playful and defiant. 

Returning for its third iteration the exhibition explores and expands on what it means to be a sexual femme presenting person today. Including a wide variety of media such as painting, drawing, embroidery and ceramics, each artist presents facets of sexuality from the feminine viewpoint. The exhibition seeks to celebrate the ever shifting and multi-dimensional experience of each artist from soft sensuality to frank brashness.

Each piece delves into the complexity of femme sexuality, not as a definitive narrative, but as a larger conversation. Giving voice to artists across the spectrum of gender identity, sexual orientation, nationality, racial background and experiences, the exhibition explores how each artist relates to their own sexuality.”

See full exhibition here

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The wilderness between my legs
Acrylic on wood
2020

La casa, el bosque, el fuego

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 by WOWxWOW

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

Bust Magazine: Spring cleaning

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.

Pollinate my mind

ENG. My fascination with bees never ends and this weekend I started this illustration. The inspiration for this piece was a toy I loved when I was 5.

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ESP. Mi fascinación por las abejas nunca termina y este fin de semana empecé esta ilustración. La inspiración para esta pieza fue un juguete que adoraba cuando tenía 5 años.

Pollinate my mind so I can grow an imaginary garden.
Mixed media artwork

Disonancia I

Disonancia I: para atravesar una aurora boreal hay que arrancarse el corazón.

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The birth of a word

Creative process for The birth of a word illustration.


ENG. I didn't use to share the first steps of my illustrations, but I think it is cool to see the work behind  and all the decisions made in each stage. 

The first one is a very general drawing in which I only work on the composition: spaces,  forms, elements, etc. The second stage is a graphite drawing and it's like a study with lights and shadows where I decide which elements stay and the ones that have to go. The third one is a very intricate and detailed ink drawing and usually the one I like the most (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder). After the ink I add color with acrylic, watercolors, color pencils and markers. Then comes the digital part. In this stage I correct mistakes, modify saturation, tones and add textures. It is always the longest and most difficult stage because I usually add a lot of detail and sometimes I paint over the image layer by layer until I achieve something I like. 

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Proceso creativo para la ilustración The birth of a word (El nacimiento de una palabra).

ESP. No solía publicar los primeros pasos de mis ilustraciones, pero pienso que es importante mostrar cada una de las etapas por las que pasa el dibujo, hasta llegar a la pieza final y cada una tiene algo especial. No siempre es el mismo proceso, pero siempre hay por lo menos dos bocetos y varias pruebas de color y texturas, sin importar la técnica que vaya a usar. 

La primera etapa es un dibujo muy general en el que sólo trabajo la composición, los espacios, las formas, etc. Mi segundo dibujo es a lápiz y es sólo un estudio con luces y sombras; decido qué elementos se quedan y cuáles se van. En la tercera etapa hago un dibujo muy detallado a tinta y generalmente es el que más disfruto (soy algo obsesivo-compulsiva :S) . Después de la tinta agrego el color; casi siempre con acuarela, colores, acrílico y plumones. Después viene la parte digital. En esta etapa corrijo errores, modifico la saturación y agrego texturas. Siempre es la etapa más larga y difícil porque suelo agregar muchos detalles y a veces vuelvo a pintar sobre la imagen capa por capa hasta lograr algo que me guste. 

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The other (The mushroom hunters)

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

 

Nostalgia

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.

Bestia abisal: bisonte

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.

Abyssal beast. Digital art.