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I am Dely, a Graphic Designer. I have been working with projects of different sizes and with companies from all over the world for more than 9 years now. Several workplaces and loads of different projects have greatly shaped me as a professional.

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I specialize in creating graphic content – logos, brand identity, packaging, digital ads and print design. From the whole spectrum of my services, I find the development of new packaging concepts the most satisfying.

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When I start any design project, I strive to develop unique high quality concepts. Contact me if you want to develop a new product packaging, renew your corporate identity or, overall, to strengthen the visual appeal of your business. Check out my work!


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HOTEL MUMBAI (Movie Review)

Bullets scream through the Indian air hitting walls, hitting windows, hitting bodies with a spray of blood.

It’s Nov. 26, 2009, and terrorists stalk the streets of Mumbai like wolves on the hunt. They rip through a subway station, killing 58. They tear apart a café, killing another 10. Taxis blow up. Tourists are gunned down. The attacks are coordinated, swift, obviously lethal.

Before the attacks, Mumbai had become a symbol of the resurgent, rapidly developing country of India its power and progress and newfound wealth. That made it a natural target for the disenfranchised. As we watch the terrorists prowl through Mumbai’s avenues and allies, a cleric speaking to his lackeys through earpieces reminds them of just how disenfranchised they are.

“Look at all they’ve stolen,” the unseen imam tells them. “From your fathers. From your grandfathers. … Remember, the whole world will be watching.”

The Taj has seen such things before.

The Taj Mahal Palace Hotel sits by the Gateway of India like a jewel, just as it has since 1903. It was the only hotel in India with electricity when it was built. And for more than a century it’s where Maharajas and Mountbattens alike met and ate and stayed. The place has lost none of its luster by 2009: The flowers in the lobby are perfectly cut, the floors perfectly polished, the bottles of chardonnay perfectly chilled. In Mumbai’s frenetic heart, the Taj has always been a cool center of moneyed civility an oasis amid the city’s chaos.

“Here at the Taj, guest is god,” head chef Hemant Oberoi intones to his staff. They solemnly nod their heads in agreement.

Even on a day like today, when Mumbai’s streets run with fresh blood, the Taj stands unflappable.

Until the first terrorists enter the lobby.

Guests are gods?

Now, the staff must try to ensure that the guests aren’t dead.


TRIPLE THREAT (Movie Review)

Payu and Long Fei are seasoned trackers hired to help find a secret military camp hidden somewhere in an East Asian jungle. They were told by the mercenary soldiers they're guiding that they're on a rescue mission: a chance to free an unjustly detained group of political prisoners.

That couldn't be further from the truth.

The real reason these heavily armed merc killers want to find that secret government camp is to free their boss, an international terrorist and assassin named Collins. They plan to break him out and then murder everyone else, including Payu and Long Fei.

Fortunately for the two trackers, they're more than just guides. They're seasoned soldiers in their own right. And pretty accomplished ones, too. They know how to squeak out of tight, deadly corners. And by the hair on their chinny-chin-chins, they avoid being obliterated by the C-4 explosives the merc team leaves behind.

Turns out someone else escaped the death-dealing at the camp as well. A guerilla fighter and fellow martial artist by the name of Jaka also makes it out. The man's wife, however, does not.

That leaves a trio of angry men with a certain set of skills. And these proficient and provoked fighters now have a common cause. As they begin tracking the murderous mercs, they realize that the killers are already locked in on another violent assignment: assassinating a certain Chinese heiress.

So this triple threat of Payu, Long Fei and Jaka now has a simple and clear objective: Save the young woman … and track down and kill all the evildoers involved.


DUMBO (Movie Review)

Twelve-year-old Milly Farrier doesn't quite fit in her two-bit, fleabag circus world. She's half a twist off and just a bit too, well, smart. I mean, sure, she's definitely a part of the Medici Brothers Circus family, who have all loved and cared for her and her little brother, Joe, ever since their mom died of influenza. But Milly … isn't circus material.

She can't ride a stallion or juggle or flip. She loves science. In fact, she would rather pitch hay, shovel elephant droppings and read a book all day than even think about being part of a circus act. Nobody in the Medici family of performers can really understand that.

Even when Milly's dad, Holt, comes back from World War I, Milly's feelings don't change. And to be honest, she can tell that her dad feels like an outsider these days, too. He used to be the circus' horseman extraordinaire. But then he went to war, returning without his left arm to find that his beloved horses have been sold and that his wife has died.

Circus head honcho Max Medici isn't sending the Farriers packing. But Holt certainly isn't gonna be a lasso-swinging cowboy star any longer. In fact, there's really not much for him to do. So he ends up caring for the elephants alongside Milly.

The one bright spot in Milly's life is the circus' new baby elephant. Some people think the little guy is a freak, and they label him "Dumbo" since he has a tiny little body and enormous floppy ears. Even Mr. Medici only thinks of the baby elephant as an oddity to be added to the clown act.

But Milly thinks he's cute. She knows there's more to little Dumbo than meets the eye.

Like her, Dumbo has something special about him that nobody could possibly understand. And one day as she and little Joe play a game with the baby elephant, the most miraculous thing happens: He accidentally sucks a feather up his trunk, sneezes and, well, flies.

That's right: He flaps his big ears and sorta takes to the air for just a moment. It's incredible. Nobody else knows about this bizarre ability, but Milly begins to wonder if maybe she and Joe could work up a special surprise for the whole circus family.

Dumbo is just a half twist off, just a bit too smart. And from Milly's perspective, that makes him altogether wonderful. Unfortunately, some other folks think Dumbo could be pretty wonderful, too.

As in, wonderful at making them money.

PET SEMATARY (Movie Review)

Their move will be a good one. Louis and Rachel Creed are sure of it. Yes, the sleepy little town of Ludlow, Maine, will take some adjusting to after living in the ever-beating heart of Boston. But the plusses are obvious.

By leaving his big-city nightshift job and taking a more prominent position at the local Ludlow hospital, Louis can actually be a doctor who sees his family once in a while. And the improved economic situation will allow Rachel to be a stay-at-home mom. Eight-year-old Ellie and toddler Gage are bound to thrive.

On top of that, the big house they were able to purchase is on a wonderfully large stretch of land covered in hills and lush trees. I mean, it’s like having a national park in your backyard. There’s no question: This is a good move. It will be a healthy, thriving, life-giving change of pace.

There are a few drawbacks, however.

For one, the country road that runs in front of their property tends to be populated by trucks that scream by at reckless speeds. Someone could get hurt if they’re not careful. But their nearby neighbor, an old withered gent named Jud, says they’ll get used to it. And he should know: He’s lived here all his life.

Louis and Rachel have really grown to like old Jud. He’s been a settling, calming presence in their lives in the short time they've known him. And he’s definitely taken a shine to little Ellie, who has charmed him with her bounding dances and youthful joy. Yep, Louis and Rachel are certain that things will be good from here on out.

But then their cat, Church, gets hit by one of those speeding trucks. Rachel is afraid Ellie will be devastated, especially since it happened so soon after the move. Jud feels so sorry for the dear girl. He suggests that he and Louis bury the cat that night.

Turns out there’s this place called the “pet sematary” where local kids have buried their pets in ritualistic fashion for ages. It’s actually just a short walk into the woods behind the Creeds' house. But, Jud tells Louis, if he’s really concerned about little Ellie’s feelings, there’s a stretch of swampy land just behind that burial ground that might make for a better spot.

Louis isn’t sure why they’re taking an extra trek through this muddy, mist-clogged place. Or why they're burying the cat on a particular hilltop, then stacking a stone cairn on top of it. But Jud assures him that it will be worth the effort.

And when Church unexpectedly climbs through Ellie’s window the next morning, well, it seems ol' Jud might have been right.

One look in the cat’s eyes, though, makes it pretty plain that Jud wasn’t right at all. In fact, things suddenly aren't going as well as Louis and Rachel had hoped.

Sometimes dead is better, don’t you know? And no one should mess with things that are dead … or used to be.

SHAZAM! (Movie Review)

What’s in a name? Shakespeare once asked.

Answer: Quite a bit, actually if the name’s Shazam.

Sure, it may sound a little goofy, but it’s not like the name came like a bolt from the blue. (Well, it did, but let’s move on for now.) And for the longest of times, a grand old wizard has kept the name and safeguarded its powers and in so doing, kept some monstrous manifestations of the Seven Deadly Sins at bay.

Alas, even a wizard’s powers don’t last forever. And when the evil genius Dr. Thaddeus Sivana breaks into Shazam’s stone temple and grabs the glowing, orb-like embodiment of those sins, that selfsame orb slams into Sivana’s eye socket and allows the nasty sins to escape and take up super-powered residence in Sivana’s body.

Only one thing can save the world from a really nasty future: the wizard Shazam must find a champion of his own one strong of spirit and pure of heart, one willing to use the fabled name and unfurl the powers it unlocks. Say the name, and boom! The chosen one becomes the World’s Mightiest Mortal. That’s a way more effective transformation process than changing clothes in a phone booth (whatever those are).

But strong of spirit, pure of heart types are pretty rare these days, and Shazam’s in a bit of a time crunch. So he settles for a 14 year old foster kid named Billy Batson.

Hey, he could do worse, right?


FIVE FEET APART (Movie Review)

“We need that touch from the one we love, almost as much as we need air to breathe.” That’s what Stella wants, more than anything in the world. Both of those things, in fact: to touch, to breathe. But both are very difficult for Stella.

Since she was a little girl, Stella has roamed the halls and visited countless rooms in St. Grace Regional Hospital. Born with cystic fibrosis, a life-threatening genetic disorder, Stella is biding her time waiting for a lung transplant.

And like any normal teenager, she also wants to live her life which has proven very difficult. Daily exercise, myriad medications and rigorous regimens fill Stella’s waking hours at the hospital. And if her routine wasn’t hard enough, she’s not allowed to touch other patients with cystic fibrosis if she wants to live.

It can be hard to stay positive. Which is why Stella has created her own YouTube channel, sharing the ups and downs of her disorder in an attempt to educate her viewers. But not everyone is as positive as Stella.

Will, a fellow patient at St. Grace who also has cystic fibrosis, isn’t really sold on the idea of taking his meds and following doctors’ orders. He’s of the mind that all that “junk” won’t do much but extend his suffering until he finally dies. That is, until he meets Stella.

Determined, organized and practical, Stella agrees to hang out with Will if he’ll follow the treatment schedule she plans for him. The only real requirement is that the two maintain their distance five feet apart at all times. But what begins as an obligation turns into a deep love, one that’s fueled by hope a hope that fights to just keep breathing.


US (Movie Review)

Mirrors lie.

They show us what we look like, but not who we are. They make sure our hair’s combed down, our collar’s on straight, that nothing’s stuck between our teeth. But they don’t show us what’s inside our pains, our sins, our selfishness, our guilt. We don’t show people what we really are. Sometimes, we don’t show ourselves.

When Adelaide was a little girl, she got lost in a hall of mirrors. Her mother was in the bathroom, her father engrossed in a midway game of whack-a-mole. Adelaide wandered down the boardwalk stairs, onto the Santa Cruz beach and through a mysterious door. And when she wanted to get out again, Adelaide couldn’t find her way.

Adelaide saw herself in there or so it seemed. Not a reflection, but another little girl who looked just like her, dressed just like her, but one who whistled in a strange, choked pantomime of Adelaide’s own.

Adelaide never forgot that night. She couldn’t. Even though she’s grown with children of her own now, the memory still haunts her. She knows it’d sound crazy to her husband, Gabe, but she can’t shake the feeling that the girl the mysterious little waif with the warped whistle is coming for her. And coming closer.

Adelaide and Gabe pack up the kids to go to their lake house not far from the Santa Cruz beach. Gabe insists they meet friends there on the sandy shore, and Adelaide reluctantly goes along. But her sense of foreboding, even terror, grows deeper. Sharper. Back at the lake house later that night, she tells Gabe everything: the hall of mirrors. The little girl. Her very real fear. “Gabe, I want to go,” she says. And Gabe reluctantly says they will.

But out in their driveway, they spy … a family. A man, a woman, a girl and boy.

That’s creepy enough, but here’s the thing: They look like Gabe and Adelaide and their children, Zora and Jason. Not exactly alike, perhaps: The man’s missing Gabe’s spectacles. The little boy’s face is covered with a mask. They’re all wearing red jumpsuits, too. And then there’s something else … something about their expressions. They look different somehow. Warped, maybe, like a funhouse mirror.

With a murmur and click, the Adelaide doppelgänger sends her family scurrying almost as if they’re engaged in a military exercise. The boy scurries into the bushes. The girl creeps past the trees.

And then the clone of Adelaide pulls out the scissors.



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Dely E. Winstead
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