I remember that I was at a free fall....
Dasha was telling me this:
- Hey man, can I be your shield wall?
Dasha was staring at me and her cellphone had a life of its own like it was in the space unknown.
She told me about identity (or was it an entity?) and that in Paradise where streets are full of ice, everything's nice...
Dasha was dancing...
Dasha was enhancing...
Dasha was in some sort of trance when she told me this:
- Hey man, do you want to be my partner in a dance?
Dasha in a cellphone |
I was meticulously observing her pretty eyes...
Her perfume was everywhere...
Inside my clothes while I was taking notes...
She caught me in a spider web...
I knew then that I was a simple blind bat acting like a cat...
Me without a cellphone |
Dasha told me that she never wore a hat ...
I assumed that this was a fact...
I was stripped and chilled down to the bone...
Dasha had bought some sugar and spice to make a dinner for the two of us that wasn't ice being it quite nice ...
She was wearing a mask while doing this task...
First panel |
Dasha was telling me this:
- Do not make me die damned!
I was observing her face that was more pure than all human race...
Dasha was telling me about her walk at the hermitage (or was it some kind of mirage?)
We were both trapped in a hot spot where we didn't knew what to unlock...
Second panel |
Dasha was telling me about action inside her own reflection...
I was sensing her long hair dabbling into a tree's bed...
Dasha observed the sea as a character roaming free...
I was thinking on my family then inside a quick spam...
Third panel |
We were looking at our clothes and Dasha was swaping them with me because she told me that boats roam free...
We were actually gazing at the stars...
Dasha's epiphany was my most precious gift in some evening shift...
Fourth panel |
Dasha didn't came from hell, she sure was a belle in a spell...
Her body moved when we ate with only our bare hands to make amends.
Dasha was telling me this:
- No forks ..
- No knifes...
- No spoons...
- No loons...
After we both ate, she was telling me that the universe was late...
She was Lois Lane and I was only a man with a pen...
She put her evening dress without making a mess...
She told me this:
- Hey man, come walk the streets with me...
- You know that inside ourselves you and me will always observe the sea...
Images that illustrated this poet
First panel
Portuguese Poster to Theater play "the idiots" based on Russian writer Dostoievsky's book.
Artworks by Pedro Correa
Pics of Dasha and me
Mr Loverman artwork
Dasha as Lois Lane with this monologue on a cover:
- Get out of my magazine, superman! I'm leaving Metropolis to start a new life...
One that doesn't include you!
A comic strip that both me and Dasha love with this monologue:
- Men in these soap opera strips are so helpless!
Golly!
We girls end up doing all the work!
He can be off for days having fun with his go-kart, but I have to put an appearance every day!
Second Panel
Pics of Dasha and me
A bookstore in Lyon - France
Mascara girl's pic as a tribute to movie "Bell, book and candle" directed by Richard Quine and starring James Stewart and Kim Novak
Dasha's letter to Lois Lane
An artwork by American artist Raymond Petitbon with a thought by a damsel:
- Do not make me die damned!
Third Panel
Pic of me with a XXI century woman
Hellblazer character drawn by British artist Simon Bisley
Hugo Pratt Corto Maltese's character in open spaces
A photograph by Japanese photographer Jungraphy
My nieces Letícia, Luzia and Isaura
My nephew Emídio and my brother Pedro
Tv series Westworld monologue by Dolores Abernathy's character with this monologue:
- Do you know who love's staring at their own reflection? Everybody
Fourth Panel
Dasha's pic
Artworks based on myself by my youngest niece Letícia
My niece Luzia
My youngest niece Letícia and her best friend Sissi.
From Hell comic book covers by Scottish artist Eddie Campbell
Many thanks to all international artists that are working with me and Dasha on this project.
You're the best
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