Mettendo a posto a studio ho ritrovato alcuni disegni fatti vent’anni fa durante un viaggio in Portogallo, tra la capitale, l’Alentejo e la ventosissima punta di Peniche. Gli amici riconosceranno anche chi mi accompagnava all’epoca! – Some drawings I made during a trip to Portugal twenty years ago!
La nave dei corvi / Raven’s ship
Operaio a Lisbona. In quel periodo fervevano i lavori al centro storico / Worker in the city center.
Misolete! Eravamo all’orto botanico. / With my girl friend at the botanical garden.
Sui tram collinari. / Up and down the hills on a tram…
I made this comic in 1992, I think. At that time everything was cyberpunk, and I added my little tile in the construction of the Machine. Similar subjects can be found in the S.H.E. animation.
From this probe I’ll be able to connect to the server.
Damn, it’s impossible, I have to get inside.
Let’s alter the probe, so the Vix won’t spot me.
Let’s control the map of the main duct.
Next probe is beyond this fan, hoping that the map is up to date!
-A map? What for? -I can deactivate the virus…
-So it’s a creature of yours… -Almost! It recodes itself…
I used the virus for retrieving data, it was impossible to identify me.
But it started to mutate, stealing data on his own.
Then it disappeared until yesterday, with the news talking about a rebel factory…
…with robots taking control. -You’ve grown up, son!
Now the army quarantined the factory, but I was able to crack your servers…
…so I know about the strange activity going on the assembly lines and the plans to bomb the plant…
…but that’s useless, I can deactivate the virus.
-What do you need? -A map of the ventilation system and a ticket to Mexico!
General has been fair, but I’m here to retrieve the Vix, not to destroy it!
Here’s the probe, I’ll stop the fan as usual… FRAKKZ!
-I WAS WAITING FOR YOU, CREATOR.
-You… you can speak! -I NEED YOUR BODY FOR MY PURPOSES. -What purposes…
-THERE’S NO PLACE ON EARTH FOR TWO SENTIENT BEINGS.
-Are you building a weapon? -IT’S JUST A WAY TO TRAP YOU.
-HERE IS THE VEHICLE TO ENTER YOUR BODY. -Please, have mercy… -NO MERCY FOR THE OBSOLETE.
-I WON’T KILL YOU.
-NOW I WILL LOBOTOMIZE YOU.
It’s true, I’m a stranger to my own body…
-STOP! I’VE DESTROYED THE VIRUS! -This criminal must be executed immediately!
Note the Sciattoproduzie symbol on page three. Even if it was a solo production, I underlined my membership to the collective. There are some Apple Macintosh generated images, wireframes and pop art patterns mixed with handmade items: actually I aspired to “draw like a computer”. Final is a little bit lousy, it deserved some extra drawing.