Posted by Otto Robba in Webdesign on 05. Jun, 2010 | No Comments
Presenting to you the home for the usenet software Smoothnews. Smoothnews is an app developed under Smoothsofts, aiming to provide users with a great platform with which to use usenet while remaining familiar to all mac users. I was tasked with building the website and the app icon. The website had to, essentially, perform well [...]
I was part of the team developing the new website for the Nepaids (Aids Education and Prevention Center). Tasked with finding a visual identity that fit, making it highly accessible and working with a huge library of assets, it was not easy reaching the goal but it has been met.
New design, this time it got printed!! What is there not to like?? It is a Carnivore Plant Gone Vegetarian!!
I wanted something to write on my wall, something that was clear and stated a personal truth.
Design made for shirt.woot. Original theme was ‘Blue’. From this I derived the classic picture of the singing whale, in this case, singing the blues. Figers crossed, I like this design and I’d love to see it printed by them.
While walking around the street I managed to snap a few interesting photos, be it for the subject itself or for the ‘eye-candy’ quality found in some of them.
I was inspired and looking forward to practicing with inkpens, so I got a photo for reference and started sketching. Mainly a material and technique study.
I will be straightforward: I love comic books. That said, I have had this story laying around for a while and it is bugging me to get out. In order to practice and see what style would work for it, I started trying. This is one of the results.
A group of sketches and studies I did on the subject of, well, hands 
. Used mostly mine for the poses, although some I drew from photographs that were provided in art classes last year. Yes, the title is a silly pun – forgive me!
A small group of sketches and studies I did based on photographic reference and the Drawing School book.
Creating a character involves a series of steps. You need to research and sketch a lot, from poses to small details. In here I show a bit of a couple of studies I did.
Design I made for a t-shirt contest at shirt.woot. Theme: ‘Birds’. Gotta love Snoopy and Dodos.
7 Designs I made for a t-shirt contest at shirt.woot. Theme: ‘Visual Pun’. They might be silly… correction, they are. Here is hoping they are funny.
A design I made for a t-shirt contest at shirt.woot. Theme is ‘National Park’.
I’m pretty sure the undead have a national park of sorts… Or not. But still!
A design I made for a t-shirt contest at shirt.woot. Theme is ‘Harvest’.
For centuries mankind has been fooled by aliens into thinking they steal our cattle for probing, science and other shenanigans. Lies.
They just want our milk-shake, it brings all the greys (and greens) to the cornfield.
Posted by Otto Robba in Poesia on 29. Apr, 2010 | No Comments
A mente em pânico não aceita ir dormir,
Medo do tempo passar, do que está por vir.
Medo de acordar amanhã tal como me deitei,
Medo de nunca acertar o que errei.
Posted by Otto Robba in Poesia on 29. Apr, 2010 | No Comments
Eu desci a colina até me perder
na neblina, de sua alma, de nossa sina.
Me achei idiota por me surpreender
ao ver que quem você queria
eu nunca poderia ser.
É difícil querer ficar
quando todos parecem dormir
É difícil de te amar
sem poder no mundo intervir.
Me senti morrer à sombra do seu ser.
E no silêncio, tudo ficou tão claro
e só então entendi que por esse sonho,
paguei tão, tão caro.
Posted by Otto Robba in Poetry on 29. Apr, 2010 | No Comments
A batida é simples e me lembra outra canção -
Aquela que escuto quando ouço seu coração.
A ideia de você me inunda a alma
E eu tento manter a calma
Pois a saudade aperta e comprime,
A verdade é que até me deprime.
Enquanto isso, todos falam pra ir devagar
Mas não é questão de pressa
é só questão de amar.
E fico assim, piegas sem fim,
Recitando em plenos pulmões
sobre a ilha em que habitam
dois corações.
Posted by Otto Robba in Poesia on 26. Apr, 2010 | No Comments
As palavras falam duma varanda num verão;
de pessoas que cresceram juntas
e nasceram separadas.
As palavras falam do amor e sua vazão;
de pessoas que amaram juntas
e nasceram separadas.
As palavras falam de memórias ao mundo entregues;
de pessoas que morreram juntas
e nasceram separadas.
E em não viver só, não amar só, não morrer só,
as palavras falam de tudo que as pessoas sonham juntas
- ainda que nascem separadas.
Posted by Otto Robba in Poesia on 26. Apr, 2010 | No Comments
Eu não conheço ninguém
que possa nem ninguém
que saiba nem ninguém
como você.
Eu não sei se a conta está certa,
Não sei se é gráfico de curva
ou de reta.
Tenho pouco e tanto a oferecer,
pouco a mostrar mas muito a querer.
Me sinto tão à parte
Que faço parte.