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Here are some photos of amazing artist Tadahiro Uesughi,
at the "Three Trees makes a forest" art show.
A Collective show at Nucleus Gallery with works by Tadahiro along with the Great Enrico Casarosa and Ronnie del Carmen.

My photos from that night are published in the "Three Trees makes a forest" book. An awesome book with great art (and great photographs).

Old little Project, with lots of heart, but no discipline, so it died.

I yet again ran out of things to draw.



The detail obsession (the bar code is correct), is pure therapy for me.

There was a time when, Thursday night, use to be sketch night for me and a small group of friends.
We’d meet in a restaurant and sketch people, waiters, food… and often, each other.
Here is a couple of cameo from my buddy Simon Otto.
And a little post-it portrait of me by Gabriele Pennacchioli.







On Simon’s own blog you can see the actual sketch that Simon was doing wile I drew this, Check it out here.

This is my Christmass card... from 2003.
I've been meaning to make a new one, for a wile.
But apparently my self discipline kicks in only once every 3 or 4 years, so:
Merry Christmas everybody, and Happy New year!

In 2004 I was working on the DreamWorks movie "Shark Tale". During the production I found myself being cast as the one responsible for the animation of a small side kick character, "Crazy Joe", a schizophrenic hermit crab that lives in a dumpster, talks to a sock puppet and watches Benny Hill...
It was typecasting.


Short after the end of production some of us where asked to come up with some ideas for a short film, or anything funny to put as an Extra on the DVD.
Unfortunately at the time of presenting my silly Idea I had to be back in Italy, so I never actually had the chance to pitch it.
So here it is:
In "Shark Tale" there is a lot of hip-hop references, bling bling, and MTV Parodies, including a reference to “MTV cribs”.







So my idea was simple, he is a hermit crab,
So he takes the MTV camera crew for a tour of his own Crib,
His Shell.

I guess the whole fun of it would have been in the actual animation, the claustrophobic clumsiness of this psycho crustacean rolling around in his trash.


“Yo, MTV! Welcome to my Crib!” “Let me show you around…”

He’d be all exited and proud of his crap.


“Check out my entertainment system, I got TV, CD…
VD, ADD...”



I was boarding him as not being able to find anything, his TV, his sock puppets, his toilet, his Mom… so he would have to actually roll his whole shell around, with all the trash, cans and bottles rattling around until he’d be satisfied with whatever he found.



All trough the short I imagined Crazy Joe looking up every now and then, reaching for a broom and start banging it on the top of his shell, and then, completely psychotic, complain about “the noisy lady upstairs”.

I took this picture on my way to the opening of Star Wars episode III.
I really had to run to manage to get this shot,
Two of the most famous, defining, and yet opposite icons of Hollywood's pop culture meeting for the first time.
Alfred seems to be disapproving of Darth walking by though.

I love Hollywood boulevard, and this is as Hollywood as it gets.

More pages from my sketchbooks.
Very Glamorous subject…