La petita galeria

La petita galeria is a little amazing bar with a little exhibition room in the heart of Raval, my (favourite) district of barcelona. In August, every week they organize the Sketch Wensday: is nothing sophisticated or artistic-wannabe, they simply put some marker, pencil and paper sheet on the tables, and everyone can draw, write, cut and paste the paper as he want. It's probably the only place where I saw an initiative like this work pretty well. Almost all the people, while chatting and drinking, were drawing. Even if sounds weird going out to put myself drawing on a table (read: I do it everyday in my house), I really enjoyed it without feeling the typical pressure of drawing in a public place. If you got the same problem and are in barcelona in this moment, you can start from here to solve it.

COMUNICAZIONI RETROATTIVE

ottime giornate, serate e compagnie. anche se con qualche difficoltà (http://www.apmolentargius.it/05_05_2010.php) cagliari si sta muovendo, e non poco.

vedi:
Nosaj Thing live al Lazzaretto

ouch!

A short sketch about how three people, some pizza's pasta, acrylics, a photocamera and two bottle of wine can make a funny and nonsense afterdinner.

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.

here we go again. and again

The first time I approached the awful world wide web in my life, I wish I could became a web designer and I spent thousand hours designing websites or blogs. Now thinking about my life concerned in writing - copying - pasting code scares me more than web itself. It's strange when you understand how much things can change over the years, and when you're thinking "I reached the point", you sadly understand that your goal is so far from that point.
By the way, I didn't open this blog to talk about life experiences or philosophize on supermarkets; summer holidays are coming, a new chapter of my life is starting (and I will miss the old one so much), and I wanted a place to put my doodles on.

This is the first one, it represent properly the way I'll spent the next three weeks.