Bienvenido Welcome

Bienvenidos a mi blog. Mi nombre es Nejib Sila y soy un arquitecto de profesión que ocasionalmente hace algo en el mundo del comic. Cada semana actualizo el blog con algo nuevo. Si te gusta no dudes en suscribirte y en comentar.

Welcome to my blog. My name is Nejib Sila and I'm an architect who time to time do something in the world of comics. Every week I upload something new to the blog. If you like it please feel free to suscribe and comment.

domingo, 31 de julio de 2011

Gay Marriage in New York




En fin...Es una tira por que hace poco me enteré de que en Nueva York aceptaron las uniones entre personas del mismo sexo. La primera está en español la segunda en inglés.

All right I did this one because I read that recently, the city of New York accept marriage amon gay people. Goo news for the gay community (refering to man and woman). Love is love and it doesn't matter the sex of the persons involved. The second pic is for the strip in english.

martes, 26 de julio de 2011

Sketches from old favorite - Sketches de viejos favoritos



Un par de sketches que hice mientras tomaba un café en la cooperativa Tzikbal (esa misma donde estaba cuando llegaron las terapeutas sexuales de la entrada anterior). En el primero podemos ver a ese adorable par de vendedores de droga (en España les dicen "camellos" ¡Gracias Extremoduro por ampliar mi slang cosmopolita!) de Jay y el Silencioso Bob. En el segundo hay una acuarelita de un viejo favorito, el señor Corto Maltese obra del genial Hugo Pratt.

A couple of sketches that I paint while I was drinking some coffee at the Tzikbal cooperative (The One I wrote about in some old post the one of the sex therapists). On the first one we can see a couple of drug dealers Jay and Silent Bob whom I assume you all know (Damn! I really wanna go to see that new Kevin Smith film Red State ... I hope he come soon). On the second image there is a watercolor of some old favorite o mine, Corto Maltese from the great Hugo Pratt.

miércoles, 20 de julio de 2011

Smartphone


Ok so this is a new strip I made because I bought a new cellphone and well Napoleon asked about it and you know...he is a hamster right? so he is not supposed to handle those things...This is the translation:

1. Napoleon: What is that?
2. Sila: This My friend is the new smartphone Motoroi Xwith Android 3, 512GB on ram and a 32 gb memory SD card
3. N: UHHHH CAN I USE IT CAN I????
4. S: Well Napoleon I don't know...because you know it was kinda expensive and is very delicate...
5. N: (Screaming) PLEASE PLEASE!!!!
6. S: Ok take it, but be careful
7. S: Ok now you saw it...
8. S: BUT ARGHHH??? WHY YOU THREW IT???!!!
9. N: Well you know, it was kinda heavy and it was hard for me to carry it. But the truth is that the fault is all yours I mean, who would ever give something like that to a hamster? that is lack of common sense...

sábado, 9 de julio de 2011

Old Man Watercolor - Acuarela de un viejo



Mientras platicaba con un amigo en un bar en Insurgentes hice una acuarela de un hombre sentado a unas mesas de distancia. Ese dia pedí café arabe en prensa francesa por que en realidad yo nunca bebo alcohol. En cambio al hombre se le notaban algunas copas encima. La musica era buena por que estaban sonando los Smiths y mi amigo me platicaba sobre su nueva novia que era bailarina y que no hablaba bien español mientras bebia una cerveza con regusto a frutas. Cuando nos fuimos las canciones de los Smiths se habian acabado y el hombre, con varias cervezas encima miraba fijamente un charco de cerveza que habia en la mesa. Parecia que para el, era mas bien un oceano donde las sirenas le pedian que saltara para ahogarse.


While I was chatting with some chap in a bar in Insurgentes (a pretty popular avenue here in Mexico) I made a watercolor of a man who was sitting a few tables from us. That day I order some arab coffee in a french pres because I really never drink alcohol. On the other hand, you can tell that the other guy had a few drinks on him even before we arrived. The music was good because I could hear The Smiths coming out the speakers and my friend was telling me about his new girlfriend, who was a dancer and couldn't speak spanish very well. I remember he was drinking some fruit flavored beer. When we left the Smiths stop playing and I saw the man staring at the beer he spilled on his table. He looked at it as if it were an ocean where the sirens ask him to jump and drown.

viernes, 8 de julio de 2011

Affordable-Costeable




A littel strip inpired by a conversation I had today. The first one is in english and the second one está en español.
 
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