The Swing and the Giraffe

YOU GOT THE KEY

Double Decker

Passing cloud

 

My dear,

it's just a passing cloud.

Flag

Rocket

I'm on my way to...WiKIDdays!

Puglia

 

I made an illustrated map of Puglia for The Trip Magazine last issue.

I special  thanks to Adriano, for allowing me to use his nice pictures.

The magazine is free and available somewhere in  Rome, Milan and as an exception in Berlin too.

 I am here:

Federica Di Carlo | Illustrator

Nagasaki Kaki

Run

Flip

first

It looks like a summer compilation...doesn't it?

 I've printed  it out for the  Children Book Fair, in Bologna.

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Don't forget it

little travel-toothpaste

My job

 My job is:

perceiving differences.

Somewhere around the web

I created the blog header for  Design per Bambini

Take a look at it. It could be interesting even if you don't have children!

My lemoncycle

 My  Lemoncycle in a rainy day

Lo so, lo so che i frames sono imprecisi,  che il suono è improvvisato.

Volevo solo giocarci un po'!

Non so se è l'ultimo post del 2012, ma nel frattempo anticipo i thanks to:

 gli amici di ELSE (edizioni libri serigrafici e altro), il gruppo del calendario e Sandro,

 Zoe e Victor, Camilla, Eleonora, Carlotta, Giorgio.

PS- regalate e regalatevi libri!

Exocoetus volitans

Contest

   

TRAMEZZINO ASSASSINO

 Killer-sandwich

 

 

 

 

By this artwork I enter to Tapirulan Illustration Contest.

You can write your comment about it, if you want!

 

http://www.tapirulan.it/concorso-calendario/379/433/4340

Thank you!

A different way to think an island

 TO ALL FREE YOUNG PEOPLE.

Monday November 5th I was in Nisida, a small island in the Gulf of Naples.
to visit the detention camp.

I met a dozen of them, guys and girls, 14, 15, 18 years old.

We had a chat,  I noticed their thick local accent, not really easy to understand.

I can't accept the idea they are in jail, I can't realize how is possbile  they commited a crime, instead of living a nice adolescence.

One of them has been denonced by his own parents.

Many of them committed crimes such as robbery, drug dealing.

I found in Nisida something that I didn't realize before.

In the courtyard  before we were leaving I looked up and saw that HE saw us.
I do not know who HE was, two eyes behind the room-cell's window.
He was looking.

 

This thing will not let me sleep in peace.
  Who he was and what was his name what he had done to be there.
He was a kid, only a Kid, you see? 

 

 

Who are we?