1/4/15

DEAR MOMMA'S BOY

I was everything, and nothing
You were somebody, something
Please, underestimate me
I recognize your disease

I ingested you, I digested you.

1/1/15

GO TRAVEL WITH UNKNOWN PEOPLE


In the end of December 2013 I was in New York City visiting friends after some days snowboarding in Whistler, Canada. Had no special plans for New Years, except maybe going to Output. I was squatting my friend's Sean tiny-room-with-no-heating in Williamsburg, and completely ignored when he warned me that the North Polar Vortex was about to hit the following day. As I woke up, temperatures had dropped over 10 degrees, hitting -16, the lowest in over 100 years in the Big Apple. I was freezing, even with 3 layers of clothing on. I started thinking it could be a good idea to spend réveillon somewhere else.
Luckily I saw a facebook post from Maneesh Sethi, saying he was going on a 6-people private plane trip for 7 days and there was one spot available. They had no fixed plans, except surely chasing the sun down south. It was cheaper then taking normal planes at this time of the year, plus sounded unusual, so I reserved my spot.
I knew Maneesh very little. We met in a co-working space in Berlin once and then he asked me to film a clandestine party he threw in an abandoned boat in Kreuzberg. That was all. All the other 4 travelers were unknown to me.
Next day I met my NY-sista Cheyenne to borrow me clothes and bags, as I was traveling with nothing. Packed and got ready to meet my fellow travelers the next morning upstate in Farmingdale airport.

Four guys, two girls, everybody from a completely different background: one indian-descendent american fundraising for his fitness start-up, one canadian lawyer/foodie, one american economist, one american airplane company CEO/pilot, one australian vegan TV host, and me, the travel-writer-music-lover south american representative.
This turned out to be one of the coolest short unexpected trips I've ever made. All of us loved music, some played instruments, and were/turned into foodies. We went to Kinston, Charleston, Miami and some other cities. We discussed politics, relationships, work, music and the meaning of life. We experienced zero gravity together and drove a plane for the first time.


We jacuzzied together, flirted each night with a different other, shared food, beds and laughs. We were even able to turn New Years in Miami, a nightmarish idea for me, into loads of fun! Here's some images of our adventures: bit.ly/aircation


This year I was needed to stay close to my relatives in Brazil. But here's a toast to another year full of adventures!
HAPPY 2015 y'all!

12/31/14

WELCOME

it's an honor that
apparently
someone is so interested
in me
enough to read my notes
while I'm away

but hey:
if you read
you'll judge

11/26/14

A HOOK IN THE PLACE OF THY


"I see men come and go
But there'll be one who will collect my soul
And come to me"
(PJ Harvey - Angelene)


[Marion Fayolle illustration]

11/2/14

INDIA IN ME



India, India, India… you shocked me but mostly I was amused, you showed me beggars and bastards, but most of all you brought amazing, great and interesting people in my life.
You gave me extra kilos from all the ghee and sugar on the food, but I did not get sick and will dance it all off. You made me cry sometimes but in general you put a big smile in my face and made me laugh out loud. You made combine red and blue, and like it. You made me used to things I've never even thought about.
It was wonderful times! I must thank Annemarie Koerten (most of the words above are hers) for the magnificent company (now, that's a travel partner!) and Regenerate Music for bringing me over to play and taking care of every single detail to make my journey magical! I am definitely coming back.
Some pics: http://bit.ly/leeviaindiapics



11/1/14

LET'S TALK ABOUT... MEAT


Above, work from Dimitri Tsykalov, a great russian artist: http://dimitritsykalov.com/
Below, 1989's animation from czech Jan Svankmajer, one of my heroes favorite animators.


10/28/14

I COULDN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE



I saw the devil again
Gave me deliverance
I saw my angel and then
I couldn't tell the difference

[Kidneythieves - Trickster]