{"id":1751,"date":"2009-08-02T00:01:56","date_gmt":"2009-08-02T06:01:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1751"},"modified":"2009-08-02T08:31:40","modified_gmt":"2009-08-02T14:31:40","slug":"7-imps-7-kicks-126-featuring-up-and-coming-illustrator-emilio-santoyo","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/blaine.org\/sevenimpossiblethings\/?p=1751","title":{"rendered":"7-Imp’s 7 Kicks #126: Featuring Up-and-Coming Illustrator, Emilio Santoyo"},"content":{"rendered":"

Jules:<\/font><\/strong> These are artist Emilio Santoyo’s<\/strong><\/a> boys of summer. Emilio, a freelance illustrator and designer from California, is visiting this morning, as it’s the first Sunday of the month when I like to shine the spotlight on student illustrators or illustrators just moving beyond student-dom. <\/p>\n

There is a certain manic energy and seeming spontaneity to Emilio’s work that drew my eye. And with such bright, happy colors, too, which kind of wink at us beneath his edgier pieces. Emilio graduated from the Art Center College of Design<\/strong><\/a> in 2007. Since then, he has been doing freelance illustration and design for small and big clients. <\/p>\n

“Projects I take on,”<\/em><\/font> Emilio told me, “can be as small as contributing a weekly comic for a newspaper, new product for my online store<\/strong><\/a>, to working on a full-blown commercial for a bank. I love new challenges, and that’s what keeps me moving.”<\/em><\/font> Check out Emilio’s derby: <\/p>\n

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Here’s a bit more from Emilio:<\/p>\n

A lot of my own personal work has to do with experiences and the memories we are left with. Memories are never clear, and when we wish we have a camera, there isn\u2019t one to be found. Even a camera cannot be trusted to capture a memory. Photographs are sometimes false representations of events. People pose; people see the camera from the corner of their eye and change what they were doing to become more photo-ready. All we have is what we remember at that moment. Memories are never clear, backgrounds are forgotten, and people are turned to blurs and background shapes. These are fragile moments in life that shape us as human beings into what we are. All we have is the friends we remember were there by our side and small details, like the bottles that were shared and the posters we had on our walls.<\/font><\/em><\/p><\/blockquote>\n

And here are some more of Emilio’s pieces. This next one, the zombie marathon, is for all my YA zombie-lit readin’ friends. These are<\/em> zombies (in sportswear), so if you’re eating one impossible breakfast with your kicks as you read this morning, don’t say I didn’t warn you about missing limbs and disembodied torsos and stuff. <\/p>\n


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We’ll close with a VW tower, some wrestling bears, and nothing less than an ox house. To explore further, here’s Emilio’s site<\/strong><\/a>. This<\/strong><\/a> is the link to more of his art, and here<\/strong><\/a> are some of his comics. Thanks to Emilio for stopping by, and we wish him the best of luck. <\/p>\n


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As a reminder, 7-Imp’s 7 Kicks is our weekly meeting ground for taking some time to reflect on Seven(ish) Exceptionally Fabulous, Beautiful, Interesting, Hilarious, or Otherwise Positive Noteworthy Things from the past week, whether book-related or not, that happened to you. <\/p>\n

All illustrations \u00a9 2009 by Emilio Santoyo<\/strong><\/a>. All rights reserved.<\/em><\/center><\/p>\n

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1* Emilio’s art! It makes me incredibly happy. I love the VW tower, and the bicycle parade, and the padded person on the flying bike. And never before have I understood how incomplete my life is, given that I don’t already own a stripey-sleeved racing jacket that says “dang” on the back.<\/p>\n

Lips Touch by Laini Taylor2* I just finished an ARC of Laini Taylor’s latest Lips Touch<\/em><\/strong><\/a>. Oh. My. God. That book rocked. Seriously. Read it. Well, if you’re into teen fantasy, that is. Otherwise, weep for what you’re missing.<\/p>\n

3* I went to the Farmer’s Market on Saturday morning. I met a friend from work, and we strolled around in the sunshine for about an hour looking at pretty vegetables and flowers and herbs. I got some lovely little dark-greenish tomatoes that I’m very happy about. Seriously, you guys, growing up southern I didn’t realize how spoiled for tomatoes I was. You wouldn’t believe what they try to pass off in the grocery stores up here – mealy, tasteless, boring things that barely qualify. But if you can catch ’em during the blink-and-you’ll-miss-it season, some of the homegrown heirloomy ones are delicious, with that rich earthy tangy goodness that tomatoes are supposed<\/em> to have. Num.<\/p>\n

4* I have a supervisor who protects her staff, and sticks up for them when she thinks something isn’t right. She is fierce and fearless, and I am so lucky. I also plan to stay on her good side, ’cause dang<\/em>…<\/p>\n

5* I also have a very good new friend with a high tolerance for my spazitude. And a dear old (as in time, not age) friend who has a high tolerance for me sending ridiculously late birthday presents.<\/p>\n

6* Um. Wait a minute, back in a sec…<\/p>\n

…Okay, sorry. I got so excited about those tomatoes while typing kick #3 that I had to stop and go make a pasta salad. It was everything I had hoped for.<\/p>\n

7* Speaking of impulse control, and my lack thereof:<\/p>\n

SHOES!<\/p>\n

I know, right? Is there a 12-step program with my name on it yet? But, you guys, look! They’re so CUTE! And they were on SALE! And I wore them to work with my magic dress and (aside from the first-day blisters) I felt totally fabulous. And total strangers were all “I love your shoes!” everywhere I went. Isn’t that worth $15 and a bit less space in my ever-shrinking closet? How can it be wrong, when it feels so right<\/em>?<\/p>\n

BONUS KICK: I finally got the King Khan and the Shrines<\/strong><\/a> album, What Is?!<\/em><\/strong><\/a> and I cannot stop dancing.<\/p>\n

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My kicks this morning are on video, which is a surprise for Eisha. She and I talked recently about how it might be fun every now and then, if we can think of a good reason why, to do back-and-forth video-blogging. The problem, though, was that I didn’t have the proper technology. But it turns out that we now own the necessary firewire cable that makes it happen. <\/p>\n

Caveat:<\/strong><\/font> This video is far from clever or funny or REHEARSED. It’s downright clumsy, my friends. And I’m not going to make a habit of kickin’ this way. I just wanted to surprise Eisha and let her know: I can make videos now! So, I pulled my Tenniel tea-party print from off my kitchen wall and set it up behind me so that it would look 7-Imp’y. <\/p>\n

Also: I’m capable of talking. I just knew if I talked in this video, I’d never stop rambling. Seriously. <\/p>\n

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Notes on My Kicks That I Can’t Help But Add:<\/p>\n

1). Admiral Adama is my new hero.<\/p>\n

2). Oh yes I found someone local<\/strong><\/a> who teaches very fabulous and affordable art lessons to children. I want to hug her for doing this.<\/p>\n

3). With the help of her sister who all stealthy-like brought her over to my house when she was in town this week by telling her that she was picking up something like Avon (whew, that was a long dependent clause), I surprised an old high school friend, Tracy<\/strong><\/a>. Tracy is a Stage Manager at a theatre in Wyoming<\/strong><\/a>, and she’s so wonderful and so funny that when you hang out with her you think your stomach might pop from laughing. I miss her, but I was so happy to see her. We are pictured above, re-enacting how surprised she was when her sister and I tricked her, because we are Goof-Asses With a Flair for the Dramatic. <\/p>\n

4). You know how many author-illustrators have talked about Ruth Stiles Gannett’s<\/strong><\/a> 1949 Newbery Honor book, My Father’s Dragon<\/strong><\/em><\/a>, in my seven-questions-over-breakfast interview series? A lot. My interest was piqued. I finally read it. <\/p>\n

5). Eisha’s gifts are always fun, but when she sends Gimme! Coffee<\/strong><\/a> from New York, the package is particularly fun and aromatic to open. She also makes the BEST mix CDs; there IS an aesthetic to it<\/strong><\/a>, you know? Seriously, she should start charging people for these works of art. <\/p>\n

6). I mean, really, you guys. I’m so excited<\/font> about a new project in which Eisha and I are involved. More later. <\/p>\n

7). Well, that goes without saying.<\/p>\n

Bonus Kick I Didn’t Have Time For Because the Song Was Too Short:<\/p>\n

I mentioned recently<\/strong><\/a> that I couldn’t find some orange felt for some storytelling I did. Farida<\/strong><\/a> sent me some, as well as two different shades of purple and a color called SPICE! I’m tempted to eat the beautiful spice-colored felt for dessert. Thanks, Farida!<\/p>\n

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What are YOUR<\/font> kicks this week?<\/p>\n

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Song credit: Sam Phillips<\/strong><\/a>. “Is That Your Zebra?” from this CD<\/strong><\/a>. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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