http://search.deviantart.com/?q=by:luiscds&section=today deviantART RSS for by:luiscds en-us Copyright 2009, deviantART.com Wed, 16 Dec 2009 04:03:15 PST deviantART.com http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/tech/rss http://s.deviantart.com/minish/widgets/apple-touch-icon-precomposed.png http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/25592879/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/25592879/ Sat, 27 Jun 2009 18:47:23 PDT The next thing we could do after saving the nature is to make the planet stop spinning so fast.

Well, this time it seems that I'm really back.

I'm taking some photos again, taking some non-related corses... like joinery (one semester finished today)... Spanish and even singing... I have some visual personal projects coming on and this week I have been talking to a friend of mine about working together. So it seems some things are happening.

Also I'm writting to leave a link to my Twitter page :/ I'm not the kind of person that joins these communities (despite the fact that I'm here since 2002), but I work one the web so one day I "would have" to be an adept. Also, I'm trying to be more outgoing.

Since I'm a Portuguese speaker, I'll twitt O_o in this language, but sometimes in English. And (thinking now) just to show myself off, sometimes also in Spanish. you know, I have to practice. But be sure, if you can't understand, it's'cause it not important for you.

So, thanks for reading and for supporting my work

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

You can also find me on:

Twitter
My (provisional) Portfolio
YouTube : The videos that I enjoy
Facebook
Picasa Web Album

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/8898676/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/8898676/ Sun, 28 May 2006 04:13:09 PDT Reading to: Marcos Rey - Noites do Pêndulo
Listening to: Antonio Salieri
Watching: Buster Keaton's Movies / Aeon Flux / Fellini

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Back?
I wouldn't say so.
I'm just uploading some stuff. It's just an attemp to return.
I'm not bringing great news, so, let's see what's going to come up over here.
That's it

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -


Deviant StockPhotos that I consider the best



Some others that I like
Odessa11stock . Dan14Stock


- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -


REFERENCES
Some websites that I often visit to get or post some stuff to use or share:

. www.bluevertigo.ar
. www.sxc.hu


- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/4922636/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/4922636/ Sun, 27 Mar 2005 08:13:31 PST
In this collection of years, the 25th is going to be the most intereting and productive, drunk and electronic of all. It's not a prediction. It's a fact and I'm completely pessimist person.

Some dark clouds are slowly vanishing and new lights are hiting me. I'm in a new home, the place I work is getting better, my heart is unfolding... and everything All I need to begin all over again.

2005 seems to have started now.
April has always brought good new for me... and it's also the month when the carterpillars leave the cocoon... i'm not one, but... I'll go with the flow this time. I'm not going to become a butterfly That would be too fag...

See you!!! ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/4321581/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/4321581/ Fri, 14 Jan 2005 19:39:15 PST Listening: Villa-Lobos (Orquestral Works)
Reading: O Alienista (Machado de Assis)
Drinking: Cheap Wine

---------------------------------------- -----------------------------

Today is 2005 and it started all wrong. It started with something i said I wouldn't do, but was the first thing I did. And it didn't started good, because it started with a hot temperature. And din't stared early. It's 8:25am and I was suposed to wake at 6:00am. I didn't sleep yet and I must. Only when I wake I'll start to count as a new begining. Some hours before midnight I realized that in the next four months I'll have my Quarter of a Century Anniversary (sort of a frustatrion, yes) and I dislike it plenty because it seems that the older I get the nothing I made. I fell like I haven't move any step ahead in life... I am the same person of 10 years ago. I guess. I haven't walked much... I have walked less that the size of my foot. But this year... Oh... this year... (what a classical sentense) "this year"... "this year things are going to change"... This years I will make very much less things that pleases the others and bother me. I am completely tired of being the nice one... Though I know it's good and all that, that but, it's causing loads of problems. This years I'll change the smile for an angry face and a "thank you" for "made no more than your job". I'll give people no much attention... that's killing me...

This year I will make a huge effort to move one step, ahead. I definitely have to save a certaing quantity of money... A considerable quantity and to learn French and listen the more classical music I can. I like it so...

The money thing is the most important of all. I must save enough until the end of this year. I'll have to start living with just the very basic things. Though I'm almost like this. Sometimes I'm more than like this, in fact. I'm sometimes without the basics. Which I do suggest to no one.

I have to work a lot more this years that I have never worked, but (i have already worked a lot, yes), I trully wish I had an stimulu's stone, or something this sort... in fact I have one but it shines shyly. I have failed so many times that I don't trust it any longer.

I want today to be different from yesterday, but it is still the same. This year I got to be more radical, and speak louder and be serious and say that my work is better that my neightbor's one. In a nutshell, be everything I'm not. A shown off. But, this years if I don't use the gun of hipocrisy, this years will fail, just like the others one. An my death will be unavoidable.

So, I'm going to submit a lot of website designs designs over here... That's my provisional (I hope so) main work.

I must sleep now.





Great 2005 for you





Member of:
---------------------------------------- -----------------------------




My Stock Account:
---------------------------------------- -----------------------------
]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/3438426/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/3438426/ Fri, 24 Sep 2004 19:05:54 PDT Listening to: Paganini / Björk's Medulla / Bartok
Reading: some novels by Voltaire
Willing to: Destroy the universe



THE FEET'S DESIRE

how come can exist
such perfect communication?
trough the bridge of invisible
us connected and ready for deliverance
is this love or possession?
is this awaken or definitely not?
does the mouth has an answer?
or is the feet that found a way to talk?

this is perfectly clear
this is the path that was been found
this is the meet, warm greet
this is what they wanted
this is why they walked for
this is the path that was been found
this is the feet's desire
this is the feet's desire

i walk upside down trough the streets
to save them from spoiling, water and stones
I'll keep them virgin until touch proper land
so they can fell love that has never been felt
so they can walk strong and walk happy
pushing it's skin over the solid land
sharing their love, feeling immense return
if they have it, that would be their greed

this is secret unfold
this is the path that was been found
this is the meet, warm greet
this is what they dreamt of
this is why they lived for
this is the path that was been found
this is the feet's desire
this is the feet's desire

to walk trough the proper path
is the feet's desire
translation of electricity inner kept
that's the feet's desire
they can never been turned down
because they always led you the right way
they dream they can walk strong and happy
aero plane made to walk never afraid to reverse the course


(not finished. badly corrected)




Member of:
----------------------------------------
]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/2917319/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/2917319/ Mon, 19 Jul 2004 08:11:10 PDT Listening to Nina Hagen - Om Namah Shivay!


I moved from the house of my parents and now I'm living by my own in the middle of the city. It's being great living close to everything and needing no longer to take buses or the subway to go to work. I can go walking It's close.

I have even made some new friends! Great friends in fact! It was one of the most important things

Pretty nice everything, but I'm without internet at home and without it I feel double alone. And image when I was without the computer!!! (I stayed without it for almost a month) I felt triple alone.

Luckly I have my super 2MP camera with it's super 8MB of memory :-| Give me a break...

But it's grand!
I plan to make loads of new stuff, including a lot more photographies, t-shits designs and some vectors as posters.

I want to take some b&w shots or sephia ones of some old awsome buildings of the center, print, and put in my room. The t-shits are because I ran out of money... Completely lost track of it. So I have to make my on t-shits . Pretty nice isn't it? It is!

I was going to write a poem here but I don't now it by heart and I forgot it home and it was good... Not mine. William's Blake one. He's kinda good... Kinda. :LOL:


Well, that's it by now



Luis ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1874190/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1874190/ Fri, 20 Feb 2004 04:42:30 PST I'm going to start a bunch of new things this morning.

Go over 3D a lot more, make some websites, have more time to draw some things, much less internet (much needed), read my unread little collection of books from Julio Verne, work like a slave horse and some other things that I can't remember now bacause of this emotional state I'm feeling

I'm sorry world, if you fall tomorrow, I'll walk over your cinders with my computer over my back.

I must go now! I'm in a hurry!

(this journal of mine is looking like a blog... So much personal stuff... )



Luis.

]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1818272/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1818272/ Mon, 09 Feb 2004 13:43:46 PST









]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1795672/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1795672/ Sat, 07 Feb 2004 10:36:37 PST What are they? Why they exist? What am I doing?

I fell like my work has got not a strong soul. That it's just a simple image. That it has got nothing to say. Though I make an explanation of it, it's never they way I want. That's why I'm going to unplug myself from DeviantArt for a while and think about this lost visual style I have never got. I never considered myself as an artist, and never a visual one, but this is the way I satisfy my hungry...

I see my works over here... They range from icons to poetry. These are such different things... And I notice people come over because of the super downloaded icons... and I didn't wanted that only... I wish they come to read what I write. That's the most important for me. But I don't fell like stopping making icons or stop making some visual styles, vectors and photography manypulation and experimentation. I like to experiment, but, I need to find myself, so I need to improve it much, much more.

DeviantArt has being the greatest valve of scape.
I get very much happy when I'm over here. I becoming a complete geek That's the thing I must control.
T have met and talked with such great people with great heart and mind. I fell happy about being "close" to them. I don't like much humans. No, no. But, sometimes I notice that there are some great ones left in the world.

I'll try to drop by only the weekends. I am too addicted. And in the other days, I think about these thoughts.

Though I say that the words are those I like more, I fell a little shy of showing them.
They're just too personal.


"I wake in the middle of the night
thinking the morning had already came

I sleep in the plenitude of the afternoon
because I am already tyred of the day

I sleep and I forget the doors open and the lights on
I close the eyes when it is bright and open them when there is darkness

I see I'm blind, I fell I'm weak
I fell I'm tired, I see the dark

I don't feed myself of food
This is not the hungry I feel

Feed me with your love
And I show you who I am

heremit soldier, owner of savage instincts
urban lover, trying to find the way back to the forest"


See you saturday

SoulsCapturer Stock Photos. ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1447513/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1447513/ Mon, 24 Nov 2003 21:00:05 PST he lives alone
in his cave
he lives alone
it's dark there
he needs no light
he knows the way
need no light

In his cave
he lives alone
in his cave
he lives alone
there's dark there
he has no light
he doubts the way
has no light

In that cave
he lives alone
in that cave
live alone
black clouds there
he's bagging for light
what's the way?
bring him light

Oh CaveMan
you've been walking properly
but you've tripped on an evil stone
blood is still running out of your frorehead and hand
use your mechanical legs to restart your march
to find the yet to come,
light of life

In his cave
he lives alone
in his cave
live alone
it's still dark there
he urges for light
to illuminate
give him light

In his cave
he lives alone
in his cave
he lives alone
there's bright there
he saw the light
he's crawiling in it's way
blessed light

In that cave
he lived alone
in that cave
lived alone
always dark was there
he prayed for the light
it came his way
needed saviour light


---------------


Sometimes there's salvation
Sometimes there's not
Some need it no longer
Some ask why it takes so long ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1431444/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1431444/ Fri, 21 Nov 2003 11:43:22 PST
I never imagined that this set of icons could draw so many people!
It's beeing a nice and funny thing receiving so many comments
Thanks for those who made comments and visited my !



This is for commenting on the icons and visiting the gallery
You can print it and convert into money at any bank
Just kidding... Don't go there

Bye!
]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1292620/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1292620/ Fri, 24 Oct 2003 21:14:36 PDT how come time be so cruel
how come he can't see it's an emergency
when will clocks follow the correct rithym
when will mother nature realize I'm in a hurry

hurricane of thoughts is about to explode
clocks must run contrary their wiseness
emergencies must be given attention
cruelty shall be punished
this is how impatience will calm down

in this world of many people
I get confused with the riotness
I ask myself which group I belong
though I know I will live by my own
from messed mind come messed words
from disliked mouth come disliked taste
share the fruits of divine flavor of live
give this man of yours enhanced power to walk ahead
tell me to go though I wants to stop
tell me not to be the foolest 'cause I know the award

in the room of dark walls I'll feel complete
It will be protect from polution and population
though blackness sunrrounds I'll only see brightness
I'll have it to play and caress
just the two of us to share pleasure and tenderness

what sort of drug have you gave to me, gorgeous
you take me easily from place to place
from dark forest to frozen paradise
from red and hot lava to smooth and soft clouds of heaven
from sleepy fancy atmosphere to hundreds of freak sounds at the same time

you know I love all that...

I open up your head an kiss your electric braind for such a cleverness
I allow you to read my eyes and solve unimaginable puzzles
allow me to master the beauty of yours
let no one interfier and say yes to me

I swear that if you be mime I'll be also yours
though you know you will always be my lover
though you know you always will be my second heart
hope I have time to love you much and a lot
my beater-reminder weak urges for quickness and impacience from my alive blue soul ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1233458/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/1233458/ Fri, 03 Oct 2003 20:46:05 PDT If it would come to me one day...
If I would get scapeless...
I think it's coming...

I just didn't want to tell you this words
But I guess will shot your heart...
And I will shot my head...
My heart was shut before...
By the Incredible...

Is men better then computers?
Of course they don't...
Do men have "erase" or "format" commands?
They don't...
So they're not best...
Computers can have parts replaced so easely when they get old...
Men can, but not all of the parts...
Mother nature...
Did you failed or we need to wait some million years more?
Men are in a hurry...
I run fast.
I do.
My mother told me

H'mmm...
I guess it came already...
Don't you think so?
No...
Just trying to enter...
Only the foot made the first try, but, didn't succed much...
Just a little
A little means a lot fot some people
For me means a full-trunck
Maybe I could go on eternaly, but my body is telling me to go...
My mind id telling the same...
They finally agreed with each other...
Miracle!
Miracles could happen once in a while... ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/902294/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/902294/ Wed, 02 Jul 2003 18:54:49 PDT Use the finger to speack
Use the eyes to uncloth
Use the brain to self turn-off
Use the ears to allow waves the enter

Magical Soundspeackers of Heal... ]]> ~luiscds http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/902222/ http://luiscds.deviantart.com/journal/902222/ Wed, 02 Jul 2003 18:32:56 PDT While I walk through the streets, trhough the parks, through everywhere, I always trip on them, bump on them, listen to them, smell them....
Just too many people....

As an ancient man who whishes to roam alone facing the limitless sky and land, live in a big city is just too much.

As an modern guy who whishes to play an electric violin and record it's sounds into powerfull computer with four bald piercefull freak guys speacking five languages using just metaphores, the country would be just too little.

But, it's just a place to rest...
It's just a place to fly...

It just take a time to start
and then when it does,
it's endless... ]]> ~luiscds