Week Three. 11.11.-16.11.2009

I had a flu.

No joking. I was bored and unable to do ANYTHING during the workdays.

So week three was a total mess.

BUT. I met a lot of interesting people, and especially, interesting people: interested in my work! YES!

Because I need a lot of people around me to realize my projects.

Poets, Musicians, Painters, DJ's, VJ's, Filmmakers, Artists, Actors, Dancers.

Every kind of Art known or unknown is so very and warmly WELCOME!

Tomorrow the normal week gets started. And I am getting ready to rumble.

Yes Sir!

Week Two. 4.11-10.11.2009

Ok Ok. I start being too mexican. The ''find-a-good-place-project'' came out too be more difficult than I thought. The places I liked, are guided mostly by University and because of some reasons it is prohibited to smoke, drink and to ask for cover. So it should be a free event and this is something I could not manage. Project ''find-a-place'' is taking this week again. Hopefully with better results next week.

Week One. 26.10-3.11.2009

I arrived in Mexico. Monterrey/ Nuevo Leon, my hometown. First weeks wherever you get, are always busy and magical and wonderful and terrifying. So I arrived but haven't really realized that I am here. Here means Mexico. When I am talking to someone, I still catch myself saying here and meaning there, Switzerland, good old Zürich.

So everything is starting. I am meeting Poets. Potential Poets. People who will help me to raise up this vision I have into something... big. Something which is able to breathe by itself. Something which could be nourished by passion people put into it. It needs a lot of passion.

People here tell me that there's no time for things like poetry. People work, study, have families and more work. People are driving. Yes, time is precious. You don't need poetry. Sweetest words. You don't need to get your ears glued into stupid ideas and visions, if you don't have the time anyways. People are driving themselves crazy here. The streets are kind of a home. You spend so much time in the car just to get from one point to the other. Friends of mine spend around 3-4 hours a day in the car. Imagine that.  So many people. I have been told around 6 MILLION in Monterrey. This is small Switzerland.

So all people I meet tell me that my ideas are good. My ambition is scarying- and of course I will get disappointed. By Mexican officevelocity. By Mexican lazyness. By Mexican interest into arts. By Mexican. Mexican swear themselves disappointing. How scary.

Still I am optimist. A lot.

This week I will look for a place/bar where my event could take place.

Will see if my plan is realistic.