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Dessiné l’année dernière. Enfin pris le temps de finir l”encrage ce soir. Couleurs bientôt ? :p

Drawn last year. Finally got to finish the inking tonight. Colour soon ? :p

New site, and a graphic designer/illustrator freelancer I am once again ~

http://www.nikisiou-graphisme.com/

Training ~

a present <3

Gotta colour it now ~

Was digging through my archives today. Decided to post some oldies from 2001.

Find them here:

http://raborak.com/nikisiou/2001/01/16/oldies-2001/

Impression of tonight’s sunset. Colours are way off but meh, t’was fun to make. :3

4 days at the cottage by the French river. Actually gave the cottage sketch to Sarah’s grandparents ~

Canadian swamps kinda fascinate me ~

Awesome show in Toronto ~

“The sun was in my eyes, it came through the trees”

Between a Luna Park-like city and the majestic falls ~

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The bear is never far in the Canadian woods …

Yesterday around midnight I randomly went out for a cig. Once out, I lit my cig and randomly decided to take a walk to the road, which I never do. So I walked quietly on the dirt road, puffing on my Marlboro. When I almost reached the house by the road, a balloon slowly fell from the sky, floating right in my direction. I grabbed it, and it had some promotional writing on it for Lick’s 30th birthday. Midnight passed and I was 31.

I know I see Signs easily, but come on ~

Big party yesterday. Lots of fun but being an old grumpy hermit, I needed some fresh air after a while. I just walked around small Toronto streets, and at one point noticed shadows crossing the road a bit further away. Walked closer and it actually was a raccoon family with at least 5 cubs. The mother starred at me with her wild, clever shiny eyes for a short moment, then slowly moved away to a dark alley by a house. The cubs followed her, and as the last one came over, I talked to him. He actually stopped. Got on his back paws, and starred at me, very intrigued. It lasted a good 15 seconds, as he seemed very interested in the noises I was making. Then he disapeared as well. I thus headed back to the decadent modern world, happy that my steps leaded me to such a mysterious encounter. This is the rendition I made the following morning on a pack of cig while fighting my hangover.

They didnt play Run to the Hills …