“I've seen some shit, amigo.
All those lost gringos who defiled the sacred lands and drowning in their own blood. All this insanity.
I saw how this starts. Many times… always the same picture.
El sueño de la razón produce monstruos...
I almost became one of these monsters.
But… you know what always saves me?
I just can't stop admire the beauty of this world. This place — is not what it seems...”
I decided to turn time back to the beginning and draw your attention on graphic novel that I'm writing/painting basing on classic Borderlands.
Its plot revolves around philosophical discussion between the man of logic and the weirdo who kisses the bird and tells strange stories about connections with the spirits of the great ancient race.
As a teaser I’ll show you a few illustrations of some memories and metaphors that coming alive in Morde