A fifty years old sewing pattern in my wish list !

Our mother had this sewing pattern from the late 60s or early 70s. My sister fell in love with it some fifteen years later and tried to make it by herself, but failed somehow, or got bored with the labour, or couldn’t find all the necessary tools and materials. (I can’t remember much aside of… Continue reading A fifty years old sewing pattern in my wish list !

Ena – Essential charm outlined in black and white

Ena, from Osaka, Japan, is a young fashion designer with much talent. She draws inspiration from traditional minimalist silhouette painting of his folk, but also from modern manga, aside of that already old trend in European –mainly French– fashion design, coming from Art Deco; which in turn, had one of its important roots in Japanese… Continue reading Ena – Essential charm outlined in black and white

Three years of ‘Something Beyond’

Three long years have passed since Ari F started this bog with a hopeful project in her mind. She had time to publish only a few introductory pages and six posts from 2015/11/06 until 2016/01/07, but left many drafts more or less complete –which I edited, sometimes finished, and published for her in her name. Many of… Continue reading Three years of ‘Something Beyond’

Last-ditch Effort

Tomorrow is “La Diada de Tots Sants” here in Catalunya –exactly the same as All Hallows’ Day or All Saints’ Day for most Irish, British and American people–. Right now is its eve here, and I am thinking of my own dead ones and burning candles in their memory. One in particular is still sprightly… Continue reading Last-ditch Effort

Ghostly girl come from nowhere, crossing the street

[These are reshaped and repainted images after an original illustration by Franco-American artist Pascal Champion that touched a very deep fibre inside my heart, as something I have actually seen, and continue to see at times…; or almost; so, I had to adapt it a bit more to my own inner vision. I also had to post it here rather than in any of my own blogs – Li F]

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Ghostly red-haired girl crossing the street under a heavy rain (reshaped and edited by LiF after an artwork by Pascal Champion, 2016)

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Ghostly bluish girl crossing the street under a heavy rain (after an artwork by Pascal Champion, 2016)

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Again in the private Wonderland of Yuumei

I am following as well as I can the artwork by this Chinese girl of great talent (Yuumei (Wenqing Yan)); and I’m lost for words to express my admiration toward it. Since I do not have much spare time for blogging, either, I won’t comment much on the particular illustrations I present. Instead I will… Continue reading Again in the private Wonderland of Yuumei

Where Angels Go

Today, now, is Christmas Eve and I feel the need to recall my sister (not that I do not recall her every day, but today is special) and also make a post for her, on her own blog. So here you are, my dear; some edited pics according to your taste…: and there you go… Continue reading Where Angels Go

‘Swept Away’ and other recent Illustrations by Inslee Fariss

[Post originaly published on INVISIBLE FORMS, with minor changes and without a final  illustration added now] – “Swept away”, by Inslee Fariss (2017) [look below], makes me think a lot of my sister, who was also daring and silly enough to wear a short raincoat like this, with bare legs to the top like this, under the heaviest storm. No matter… Continue reading ‘Swept Away’ and other recent Illustrations by Inslee Fariss

Some of my Heroines… and a Little Hero

–This is a very fragmentary draft left by Ariel, and I do not feel capable to complete it beyond the few notes I have added to this moment –mostly to make it understandable and more or less presentable–. The subject and the fictional characters Ariel chose are so deeply hers that any tentative I could… Continue reading Some of my Heroines… and a Little Hero

Xan mo ilo! – Eat my heart!

Xan mo ilo, kamlale! Pale si ma e zhivindi jag… These are Rromani words meaning “Eat my heart, my beloved ones! While I still keep the flame of life…” So why do I want my heart eaten?… How?… By whom?… To the first –rhetorical– question my answer is simple: because I need love now beyond… Continue reading Xan mo ilo! – Eat my heart!