Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Sunday, January 11, 2009
So I left Italy early on the morning of the 5th and went to visit my cousin Alex, his 2 year old son- Arthimis, and my Aunt Gertrude in Goppingen, which is close to Stuttgart in the south of Germany. I got there and it was like -10 degree Celsius and snowing. I think it must have snowed like 6 inches while I was there. Alex made me some of the hottest food I have eaten in years. He had these peppers from South America that were crazy hot. Maybe too much for me...
We went sledding the next day and Arthimis got so tired he fell asleep in the sled. Funny kid.
After spending a few days in Goppingen, Alex, Arthimis and I caught the train to Ulm where Alex lives. When we got there we went for a walk to the tallest Gothic Church in all of Germany. It was pretty bad ass.
Then on the 8th, I flew back up here to Hamburg. This is what I saw as we were approaching. So beautiful.
Hope everyone is good.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Nathan and Thomas came to visit here in Vicenza just after Christmas. We went to the oldest bar in Vicenza, Sartea and then walked home in the cold. On our way, we ran into some cops that "controlled" us and then we hung around in a Capoeira circle. It was a lot of fun.
For NYE I was in Faenza, Italy. I love that town. I love the people of that town, and I especially love my friends there. I made a bunch of videos and built a series of screens that I projected on in two rooms of the space. Early in the night, Alessandro's band performed in the window of Livia's record store, Casa Del Disco. They put the names of a bunch of songs on little cards and taped them to the window making the experience interactive. The people outside would flip a card over and the band would perform that song next. It was pretty awesome.
Later on we had a party in a place in the city center. They called the party 1mballo. Imballo means packing materials, like cardboard and bubblewrap, etc. They made furniture, the bar, the DJ booth, the VJ booth, everything out of cardboard. Totally killer. It also is a play on the Italian word for dance- ballo. It was loads of fun.
Morena rarely lets herself go. Late in the night, she finally succumbed to the pressure. We all danced together until about 8:30 or so.
Happy New Year people. May all your Hope Change and Stuff come true.