"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."

Spawn – Godslayer

La storia dello Hellspawn, una creatura che in punto di morte e con le migliori intenzioni stringe un patto con le Tenebre con esiti disastrosi, viene rivisitata in questa storia di Brian Holguin. Uno scenario senza Inferno né Paradiso, in cui l’Hellspawn è una pedina senza volontà nella distruzione di regni e dei.
Disegni superbi, colori liquidi e ricchi, tavole complesse. La storia invece è piuttosto lineare, senza colpi di scena: una lettura piacevole, ma niente di che, se non fosse per il lato grafico.

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Hey, teacher, leave the bumblebee alone

Every few months it comes back. A pencil drawing of a bee, a quote in a serif font, and different authorities invoked as the source: aerodynamically speaking, the bee cannot fly, but it doesn’t know that, so it flies anyway. It gets shared and liked,

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2 Comments
  • heraclitus
    Posted at 14:15h, 20 June Reply

    già, i disegni non sembrano niente male.

  • Shelidon
    Posted at 16:11h, 20 June Reply

    Sono davvero notevoli, poi io adoro quello stile di colorazione.

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