herons
Here comes the boards that I sent to Ravenna, Komikazen for the competition which has just ended.
And I will tell you great pleasure, amigo cybernauts have been selected!
I do not do radical, difati enjoy as a pig.
The story refers to one of the many stories that inhabit my beloved low Bologna. Stories
absurd as normal, and that sometimes one finds it hard to believe.
And something as cruel as killing a heron on commission has its charming side.
not mean that I love hunting, that is their own hatred.
It 's a simple story to tell you that even here, among countless evenings at the bar and between the white mist, something happens.
I now am in Hamburg, Erasmus.
But the call I feel strong, of San Luca who protects us.
"Look, St. Luke."
"We got it."
The story is not complete, there are only the first 4 tables. It 'a short story, which however will soon bring to an end.
Some pictures are taken from photos of my dad bravo photographer, Paul " granite " Cortesi.
To you the link.
to you images.
http://www.komikazenfestival.org/
http://www.paolocortesi.com/
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