
Jet lag
According to scientific knowledge, Jet lag "... is a physiological condition which is a consequence of alterations to circadian rhythms. (Whatever that means...) Such disturbances result from rapid transmeridian travel."
It's definitely an effect not to underestimate, especially when you face a 9 hour difference. Prior to my arrival, I spent 4 or 5 nights of bad sleep, between early mornings, sofas and planes. So for the first 2 nights I was able to sleep on Australian night time. But never more than 4 hours. I didn't think much of it and the accumulated fatigue culminated in one disastrous Saturday:
I woke up at 6am, and couldn't sleep more, even though I felt tired. I started looking for house share online, and found something really interesting. Called and set up a visit for 4pm that afternoon. I was staying at a fantastic but temporary serviced apartment that the office set up for me. I had wireless internet but everyday had to collect the password from the reception before 6pm, so I had to go and collect it soon. But because I wasn't sleeping properly and was feeling nauseous, I thought of "dozing off" for an hour or so. It was 12am...
I woke up at night! Fuck!!! In 1 second my brain sounded all the alarms of self respect, as I had managed to blow my jet lag acclimatization back to square 1, miss the apartment visit and lose the internet password for the rest of the weekend. I called the guy, and heard the words I most dreaded: "Sorry. The room was taken".
So, there I was, hungry, alone, homeless, and most of all absolutely sure that there was no way I was gonna sleep that night. My fears were legitimate and by 7am, in the peak of my desperation night, I took to the street, knowing that only one thing would make me smile again... the Opera House. At 7:30 I was there, alone with the white princess, and ready to make the picture the world was waiting for. The morning was more beautiful then I could have asked for...
Wikipedia says that "Throughout the duration of jet lag recovery it is important to maintain a solid amount of sleep each day in order minimize mental disturbances." My comment is: HOW ON EARTH CAN YOU GET A FUCKING SOLID AMOUNT OF SLEEP... IF YOU'RE FACING JET LAG??? Retards...
4 weeks went by and I still don't feel like I'm over it. Andres, my Colombian workmate says it took him 2 years! Oh dear...


Welcome to my ongoing diary of thoughts and projects.
Here I sketch the storyboard of 2 characters, trapped in my body and linked to the world through my senses. They control my brain in a constant search for life waves, the eternal energy that feeds their souls.
Gummavitta is the explorer, the architect and the scientist. He searches the hemispheres of the earth, the mind and the human condition.
Mummagumma is the traveler, the painter and the dancer who collects Gummavitta´s experiences and memories and applies them to achieve connections. Connections with himself, which means you and I, us and them.
