Fetch Silly

JUNK

TIP

The Edge of The City

BLOW

CARELESS

ROUTINE

Let's Discuss it Over Coffee

Indian Ink on Paper

I USED TO LOVE THE IDEA OF YOU

Fight! Fight!

PATTERN 4

PATTERN 3

PATTERN 2

PATTERN

INTERVIEW WITH FOXMAN

PART I

Fernando Dias: Hello FoxMan.

FoxMan: Hello.

FD: What's with the accent?

FM: Well, as you might have heard, I was born and raised in the woods, near ...

FD: Wait, I know... It's close to that place where they make those wooden horses, right?

FM: Never heard of any wooden horses, the only horses I know are the ones that come along with those bloody Terriers, chasing me all over the countryside.

FD: Oh, I've heard about it... it's an annual event, right? Actually, I've been to one. Why don't you just stay in during that time of the year?

FM: I don't know why, but every year when that time comes around I can't help myself, I just feel this urge to go outside, it's almost instinctive. You know?

FD: Well, no I don't.

FM: ...

FD: So, how do you like your new "bureau"? How's New York treating you?

FM: I can't believe you went fox hunting.

FD: Oh come on, it was a long time ago... let's just forget about it. Now, tell me about your new space.

FM: Well, I love the white brick walls, it brings a lofty look to it. I also feel that I can work more peacefully here in the 23rd floor.

FD: What is it that you do anyway FoxMan?

FM: I'm the owner and CEO of EggChase®, we have an egg company, and a rabbit farm. The Idea of it came from my early days, I use to steal eggs so I could uh..you know..eat. And I also used to chase rabbits during winter. But it was hard, those were tough days, you know? I never knew when I was going to eat again or whether I was going to have fun or not.
Now it's a lot less complicated, having my own company I can steal eggs from myself and never get caught.

FD: I have to say that's brilliant, why hasn't anyone ever thought about this before?
Describe your regular day.

FM: Steal eggs in the morning, chase some rabbit in the afternoon.. that's about it. Sometimes I switch.

FD: And why in God's earth is it that you have an office?

FM: ...


FoxMan gets cranky and I start laughing hysterically.


FM: What? What is it?

FD: I don't know FoxMan..huh..haha..It's just not right.. I mean, look at you! You are part fox, part human. It couldn't get worse could it? You have whiskers and your clothes smell like pine trees.

FM: That's it, this interview is over! What's the matter with you? Is that what I'm supposed to hear when trying to help you?

FD: Please, I'm sorry. That was rude. Let's start all over , okay? I'm really sorry.

FM: ...if you insist.

FD: You are well known for your neat style. Where do you get inspiration from? What do you wear?

FM: Well, you know, a little bit of this, a little bit of that..

FD: Could you be more specific?

FM: All right, if you MUST know, I wear Balenciaga, Lanvin and Dior. Just go there and buy everything they make, you can't go wrong with that.


I burst into hysterical laughing again. FoxMan gets really upset and I have to leave his office.


PART II

Two weeks after the first time I've met FoxMan in his office, I call his agent and he agrees on giving me a second chance. We continue the interview via telephone.

Fernando Dias: Hello FoxMan, sorry about the other day. I guess being annoying is part of my job.

FoxMan: It's all right, I'm used to it. Why did it happened anyway?

FD: I don't know, I guess talking about some odd creature's fashion sense wasn't in my plans. Did you see the Pet Shop that just opened nearby your office?

FM: Yes.

FD: Would you like to live there?

FM: ...

(I have to hold my breath)

FD: Hi. Who would you say you admire? Which personality?

FM: Serge Gainsbourg.

FD: I see, the idea of him brings the womanizer in you right? FoxMan... you dog! I mean, you fox!

FM: Did you just call me a dog?

FD: I have to ask you something, please don't get all grumpy about it. Last time we spoke, you complained about dogs and horses chasing you. Then, when we were talking about your daily routine, you told me you chase rabbits every single afternoon and sometimes in the mornings. Wouldn't that make you a hypocrite?

FM: Chasing rabbits is instinctive for me, the thing with the horses and dogs is a human sport, it's for fun. I don't scare anyone away just for fun! Besides, I walk in two legs, I'm not like all those foxes out there. I wear designer shoes! I can't afford running away desperately through some rocky terrain, I have heart issues.

FD: Have you seen the drawing I've sent you? I did it after I left your office the other day, I'm posting it in my blog along with this interview. I thought you looked inspired that day.

FM: I've seen it, it's pretty accurate. Oh, actually now I have a table placed right here, between these windows. I think you have to change that drawing.

FD: Oh I'll change it all right, don't worry about it. I'm also adding a Foxhound coming for your tail.

FM: We can't get along can we? You won't respect me. Good luck with your blog.

FoxMan hangs up. I start to change his portrait.



Here's your table, chum.

BETTER THAN NOTHING

TENDERNESS, WARMTH

THE THINGS YOU CAN'T DO

MARCH!

TOWNHOUSE

THESE ARE THE MOST MERCIFUL

NONE FOR ALL, AND ALL FOR NO ONE

DOG SHAPED CLOUD

I can't see it either. But I can feel that winter is around the corner, and soon all those leaves will be gone allowing the Giant Schnauzer look alike cloud to appear in all its magnitude.

WICKED

BAD WEEKEND

DAM BUSINESS

THE END

Hi everyone,

The inspiration for these drawings is the Dior Homme t-shirt which says in big bold white letters:

CURTAINS TORN
STAGE INVASION
GUITARS BROKEN
MIC THROWN
DRUM K STOLEN
IT MUST BE
THE END

When I see these words I can't help but think about one of those chaotic Nirvana concerts, except that they would be wearing one of Hedi Slimmane's outfits during his time at Dior.

Watch this, you might have seen it before but I believe it was Pete Townshend who first started stage instrument destruction:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k70Vnp1thDg

FRIENDSHIP

RAGE

There's a short story called "Guests of the Nation" which was written by Irish writer Frank O'Connor based on personal experiences during the war to free Ireland from Britain.
It's about four soldiers from the two opposing sides, that become friends after briefly retreating from where the conflict is taking place. The two English soldiers are hostages of the Irish, but none of the four act like they're different.
At some point the Irish are commanded to kill their English "chums" (pals) as revenge for the Irish hostages who were shot by the English, who were holding them captive.

There is an irrepressible tension before the killing of the English hostages, the two soldiers in charge of the cruel service are overwhelmed by the feelings of fear, despair and dizziness. They know that what they're about to do is not reasonable, but they end up doing it anyway with the pretext of their duty.

It's pretty shocking. This is one of those stories in which you have that naive feeling that if you reread it a few times the outcome may turn out differently.

And what is duty anyway? Does duty have to overcome ones individual principles?

The story moved me and made me wonder about the nature of human relations. Up to what point do we put individual beliefs beyond the human being itself? Is an ideal worth sacrificing human blood?

I created a short story about a group of squirrels, which after reading some of the work of the German movie maker Fritz Lang, start to believe that no one is completely benevolent. They develop their own sense of justice and punishment, and beat the heck out of a squirrel-friend because he ate more hazelnuts than his quota according to the current policy in their colony.

Why squirrels? Well, apparently there is an accepted belief that squirrels are cute. I'm not going to lie to you, I also find them appealing... But who knows how beastly these creatures may turn out to be?

AND IT GETS WORSE

THE WORST

I know this seems dark, I intended it to be this way. However, the reason I designed it is because recently I read an article which included the overly familiarized saying,"It could always be worse." Usually, and not very effectively, used to show optimism.

What if it's true? What if it turns out to be the most pessimistic phrase of all? What if you're supposedly going through the worst situation you could ever imagine yourself into and it actually intensifies?

To represent those ideas, I thought about a character who's life has no longer any meaning and when he finally sees no alternative but surrendering to his overwhelming depression, the tree on which he had chosen to hang himself at, is already full (of miserable souls).

And what now? Maybe, he would then rethink life and give up in his pursue to end it. But maybe, he would decide to look for another tree, prolonging his life. And what could be worse than living for a suicidal mind?

FROM SKY TO HEAVEN

This is about being an outsider.

This is about not fitting in and disturbing the natural balance of nature.

If you are an airplane you are not a bird.

THE MERCURY LANGUAGE

This is a code I created based on the many different forms that mercury can make. It's shapes look really organic and I thought that it would be interesting to use it as a new way to communicate.

The main idea was to create icons that could serve as a form of communication, while still keeping it's aesthetic unpredictable nature.

One thing I noticed after observing it for a while is that using that kind of language, you can imitate any shape but it will remain true to the element it is made of.

"OH LOOK, IT'S A BUNNY RABBIT! made of mercury..."

BATTLESHIP POTEMKIN

Hi everyone.

Battleship Potemkin is a Russian classic movie. Made by Sergei Eisenstein in the early 20th century, it became one of the greatest movies of all times.

The film depicts the 1905 mutiny by the crew against their oppressive commanders, in a Russian battleship called Potemkin. This single incident serves as a representation of the revolution, on a whole, against the Tsarist regime.

On of the most dramatic sequences, and probably on of the most recycled scenes of cinema, is that of the baby and the stroller. The sequence consists of a baby stroller rolling down a giant staircase but it takes a noticeably longer time to roll down the stairs than it would in reality. The people and the audience know that the stroller will eventually fall but the slow motion serves to extend the misery and suffering that the people had to go through to eventually achieve success in the Revolution.

That sequence really stayed with me, and after a while I don't know why my mind began to transform it into something comical. I thought about this poster showing the stroller tumbling down the staircase, as if that image by itself resumed the film's main idea.

I kept thinking that if someone saw the poster, and laughed at it, it would help that person to keep in mind that the baby stroller scene is crucial for the entire understanding of the context. And even though I would never propose such poster if I were in charge of the job, and knowing that Eisenstein would propably strangle me, I still felt compelled to do it just for fun.

I shouldn't be writing this, but I also thought of a Disney ride where you would sit in an old fashioned stroller and would go down a huge staircase at full throttle.

Here's the poster.

MODERN CHAUVINIST PIG