folk singer I always wanted to meet in the streets of rome but there wasn't.

watercolors on paper.

ferrara

www.internazionale.it/festival
between a conference and an indipendent documentary about financial crisis, I paste some green buddy on the walls of this amazing town.

london memories

throwing stones, going home

367 giorni, e ricomincia il rito valigia.
un mese di sardegna, che inizia bene e finisce benissimo. Nel mezzo mare, campagna, famiglia, serate più o meno sensate, sole, cani, la vita come dovrebbe essere insomma.
Le ultime liste, gli ultimi adesivi prima dell'aeroplanino.

life's too fast to have a blog.

some stickers in london (brick lane, mostly):







and I'm glad to introduce you
dildosauer, soon over your mail drop and probably down your sheets.

It's not over yet

even if my trip around the netherlands is officially ended, I've got lot of stuff to do here in Turin. Moving, for example. Or rather, finding a place where to move into (I thought I already found it but what's life without snap complications); planning my new working hours; and maybe enrolling here (if anyone has suggest about courses like this, please let me know). In the meanwhile I spend my time watching movies, filling my washing machine with all my dirty clothes, and scanning random pages of my notebook, like these ones:

(from amsterdam)

(from antwerp)
Anyway, It's always pleasant to be at home.

a cup of murphy in antwerp!

I'm writing from the best (and worse) hostel in town, it looks like an ancient and decadent house, our bathroom is into another bedroom full of japanese girls, there's a big and smelly kitchen, a grand piano beside my bed and 3 australian guys that will come to the pukkelpop with us. Antwerp is amazing, I probably visited the best comics store I've ever seen
, felt in love with a pianist, ate some delicious waffle, and also drew a little. I went to MUNTPLAIN (the local guide define it like an "open-air art gallery", honestly all that I saw was a little park where you occasionally can take your dog for a walk) with a brand new montana and some ugly markers (thank you amsterdam unknown market) and that's what went out. Like every respectable tea cup, is on a table.


And now we are ready to get (literally) dirty and wasted in kiewit!

abandoned neighborhood

even if the sand was obrobrious (thank you Balletto) and we had too little spices, live painting went well. We drawn on a 70x100 cm black canavas some monsters and moustached castles, sooner or later I'll got some pics.
I spent these last days in Ogliastra (the district in the est of Sardinia), I went to Calici di Stelle and it was pretty amazing, lots of people walking down these narrow roads, tasting different wines and typical foods (coccoi prena are my favourite), bands playing all over the town, and if you think that all happened after an entire day at the beach, you'll understand how wonderful is spending free time in Sardinia.

Besides getting brown and drunk, I found an amazing abandoned house next to ours, I took some pics, and did some doodles with an ugly (but functional) black marker. Here's some pics.

(This was supposed to be a bedroom)


and some details:




Tomorrow I'll leave for 10 days, that I'll spend wandering about Holland and Belgium, the weather will be bad and I swear that this is a good news to me! more hoods, less shorts.