
Sydney
First of all, apologies for having my site offline for the past week. Maintenance.
Times are changing. Pigs are taking the world by flu and I wonder what ever happened to Ralph Macchio, the Karate Kid. Or the lonely Macauley Culkin for that matter. I have no idea why. I think it's the moist in the air today, messing my brain activity. It happens sometimes. The other day I went to get toilet paper at the supermarket, and came back with The Conservative Party's magazine. Comes down to the same, I guess... just a momentary lapse of reason.
I'm leaving the office this Friday. It's a shame to leave such a nice bunch of people behind, but other challenges lie ahead, so I'm very much looking forward to it. There's a solid 2 months of travelling starting on the other side of Friday night, and some pretty exotic locations to discover. But that's looking forward. Looking backwards there's Sydney, and a big sigh.
Sydney is without a shadow of doubt the best place I've ever been to for a steady life. I had a good time here, and this place will be in my heart forever, along with everyone in this city. I had the chance to learn many Cultural Learnings of Australia for Make Benefit Glorious life of Miguel Sagdiyev. I am however not the son of Boltok, the rapist.
Take the bus lines as an example. Bus drivers here actually smile! I mean, back in Europe, complex plastic surgeries ensured they could never smile or display any expression other than boredom and unhappiness. What's wrong with them here?! Some of them had the nerve to say hi to me, as I entered the bus! Its an outrage! And people thank them for stopping. That would be an interesting social experiment back in Europe... the driver would probably take it as sarcasm and start a riot.
No matter how beautiful the country is, with its fine weather, it is the Australian way of life that's truly captivating.
Check out my video tribute to Sydney and my office:
MUMMAGUMMA IN SYDNEY

The rainbow from my desk
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.

come back home mate
Posted by: janeko
tu é que a levas direita!
Posted by: Gato
I must Say Not all Europeans hate Bus Drivers!
I dunno you go to the other side of the world and suddenly you're a hater of all things European!
Does that mean the new high and mighty aussie man hates Pink Floyd?
Posted by: Rachie
u should include a koala's photo!! hihi:)
Posted by: Rita