Roof-top farming in Japan is a craze these days, more and more people are contemplating a profitable endeavour to grow your own vegetables high up.
Roof-tops in Lima are barren.

My mural project is on pause due to lack of time and ideas... oh and also, a partner.

Vertigo is something other than fear of falling. It is the voice of the emptiness below us which tempts and lures us, it is the desire to fall, against which, terrified, we defend ourselves.

There's something about a room with a view.

drifting into a million thoughts and none at all
in-between the state of sleep and the crisp vivid colours of alertness
I can hear the harsh sounds that fill the room
in peace.

I'm not here, I left three weeks ago. Yes I did.

It looks like freedom but it feels like death...
it's something in between I guess, it's closing time...

Perhaps I was a student for too long.

Holding my breath until my chest starts to hurt, I wonder if it's purely a human survival instinct intervening, pushing that intake of air when coming so close to the point of asphixia. I mean, it couldn't possibly be anything else.

Yesterday I bought an amazing watercolour sketch pad, and a sheet of watercolour hand-made paper... needless to say, I'm super excited.

Entering adulthood is very strange, I can feel it happening and it's not at all like "growing up".

In December of 2002, McDonald's had to shut down their restaurants in Bolivia. The company cited financial problems, but the real reasons were to be found elsewhere. Bolivia may be a small, poor nation on the global market, but strong traditions and national tastes are sometimes more powerful factors than economic clout. In his first feature-length ( Read more... )

It's hard to go down to the market if what you have to sell is yourself. It will linger with me I hope, for some time.