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Días LXXXV-LXXXII

In the begining of the week, I visited the Xul Solar museum. The space was quite nontraditional and a fitting for the work of this painter/sculpture/inventor/writer. I also stopped by the Louise Crawford & Stéphan Guéneau’s “When the city sleeps” exhibit at at the VVV Gallery.

Later in the week, I visited the photography and film exhibit at Arte X Arte, the exhibits at Palais de Glace (with my friend, Flor, and her mom) including a photo show and a collection of contemporary Croatian drawings.

Went to a natural beauty products launch party and an art opening in Palermo with Flor. After the opening, I met up with my friend Victor at Congo and then headed to Zizek to dance.

Attended the first comic convention in Argetina called Viñetas Sueltas, which was fantastic. There were thee different shows. I only was able to check out two as I arrived to too late on Saturday to see the 3rd show. After finding the gallery closed, I decided to stop for lunch at a place called Los Immortales where I met a French graphic novelist named Olivier Balez and chatted with him in Spanish about life, comics, kids, and travel. He lives in Chile with his wife and his 3 month old child. Said I could look him up if I ever made it there. Rad.

In the evening I had dinner with two wonderful artists (a married couple), who ordered me a bagel in cream cheese after I had told them about the things I miss from New York (bagels were high on the list). After dinner, we picked up their 11 year-old daughter, who apparently is a fantastic gymnast. We went to a hotel and ordered submarinos and cafes, and looked at some of the husband’s work on display at the hotel.

Later in the evening, I went out with my friend Flor, which was super fun. We were on the dance floor until 6am.

Sunday, I checked out Festival Urban Art again with Lea and then got dinner with one of the dudes who works at Idealist.

The week was full of surprises, new friends and acquaintances, and loads of art.

I went to bed Sunday night thinking about how I couldn’t have asked for a better 2nd to last week. I’m excited to go home, but I’m sad to leave as well. I think it always goes this way, but all of a sudden life down here has become even much more exciting and my days more fulfilling than they had been. I feel like I’ve recently begun friendships that could become amazing, but won’t be able to develop more. Stunted growth. Or maybe they will. In the future. Who knows… Vamos a ver.