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‘Langya naman o.
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I enjoyed reading about Erwin Kho’s illustration process for this piece he did for the University of Applied Sciences in Amsterdam.
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One of the few GMA artists that I deliberately accepted to have pic with. ILY Sid :)
by STACEY GODENIR
Calvin walked home from school thinking about how much he hated his kid sister, Annie. She was skipping beside him, humming some ridiculous kindergarten song and embarrassing him as usual. He was about to tell her to shut up when a little blond girl, riding a bright pink bicycle, raced by, knocking him off the sidewalk.
“Watch it!” he hollered after the girl as she stopped at the street corner ahead.
Slowly, the girl craned her neck toward Calvin until he could see her face. Or rather, what should have been her face.
Instead, bits of pink, doughy flesh hung from a bleached skull. Black eye sockets, empty as a bottomless pit, stared back at Calvin.
The skeleton pointed a bony finger at the terrified boy, then turned and pedaled the pink bicycle into the street.
Bam!
The garbage truck that smashed into her didn’t even hit the brakes.
Calvin ran to the corner, dragging Annie behind him, but there was nothing there. No girl, no bicycle— nothing.
By the time they got home, Calvin had just about convinced himself that he had imagined the whole thing. That is, until he saw his dad unloading a bright pink bicycle from the car. It was the one little blond- haired Annie had been asking for.
Suddenly, Calvin knew what he had seen. It was death riding the pink bicycle. His sister’s death.
He realized that he didn’t hate Annie after all—just the opposite. So Calvin jumped on the bicycle and bolted into the street. Desperate to save his sister, he didn’t even look where he was going. Which is why he didn’t see the garbage truck heading his way.
