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Giant Roadroller Linocut Printing is Coming to Granada.

Wait for it people. I'm doing my bit for charity again. Good me :)

The Bats are Back.

This is good news.

Cafe bar Esmeralda seems good again also.


Life as an itinerant artist? Well, you have to travel. But, whilst I'm in Granada I'll post some insider tips. Sometime soon. Tomorrow maybe. Or, the next day. Who knows?

Cafe Bar Esmeralda has just gone shit.

Shame really. Don't know who the new people are, but they're fucking the place up.

So, still stuck in Granada :D

It's the Granada trap!



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Will robot Kevin please fuck off with his spamming?

Granada.

People still keep asking me about photographs. So, as I'm back in Andalucia here's a B&W landscape from about 6 years ago...

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Granada is difficult presently. Very difficult. More difficult than any other January I can remember here. Long hours just for subsistance living. Many direct flights have stopped flying into Granada. This is the biggest factor as far as I can tell. No cheap season tourists from other EU countries. Well, some, but not as many.

Planning to head to Gran Canaria next week. It may happen. Nah, actually, it WILL happen!

Granada.

I'm back.

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Exported to China!

Not me - my paintings. I am going truly INTERNATIONAL! But, I'm still skint :(

I met someone in Barcelona who wanted to try selling my sketches in China (how times are a changing). And, now I'm back very close to where this adventure began: http://www.thelostphotographer.blogspot.com/2011/04/secret-chinese-madrid.html

It's a China connection sort of thing.

When I get paid I go back to Barcelona again. I'm finding I have to travel to find work this way. It's been great. I've enjoyed all of it, however, however, however...

I'm getting a bit tired and missing my own bed, so it's time to settle and knuckle down. Create a more reliable/static/stationary income and existence. After all my walking I still love Granada most. I have a plan! A plan to create a new arts based business in the most economically disadvantaged part of Spain during crisis :D

It's a good plan mind. It bloody well needs to be!

And, back to Costa Brava.

I'm back where I was in January. Not my plan at all. Just following work.

It is a part of Spain that fascinates me. I love it here even though I really wasn't expecting to. Completing murals for a small hotel, then back to Granada. I think.

From Costa Brava in January to...

Melilla
Morocco
Algeria
Spain
France
Italy
France
Germany
Austria
Slovakia
Czech Republic
Germany
Belgium
France
Spain

Plus the little bits like Monacco. All slowly and carefully. Nice trip!

Now it is hard work!

In Four years of walking and selling sketches, picking up work, today was the most difficult. It was sunny, all was good. 12 hours to cover the cost of my €12 bed!

Times are getting seriously tough. You see it on the street. More bag snatchers. Less art buyers :(

I read a book once.

Hey! Didn't we all?

I forget the name of this book, but it was a bestseller, and a very good book. It painted vivid pictures in my mind of a very wet, grey and dismal Barcelona. It was about a secret library (amongst many other things). This is not Barcelona I thought. Barcelona is blue skies and sunshine.

Ever since reading that book, every time I have visited Barcelona it has been very wet, grey and dismal. Brainwashed by a single book from a sceret library of truth! It's not just me - the weather people believed it also.

I'm washed out once again by Barcelona :(

Rain is expensive. Very expensive.

Raceway.

I've been toing and froing between Barcelona and Sitges for a few weeks now. Work is good.

Here is a 'secret' about Sitges. The race track... see Google maps.

Many other 'secrets' about Sitges, but it doesn't need them, so they remain 'secrets'. Story is that this track was built for a Grand Prix back in the 40's. The workers who built the track didn't get paid, so they took the prize money. It's remained closed, but fully intact ever since.


I'm back in Barcelona where I actually saw the police catch a bag snatcher. They are actually beginning to deal with real crime instead of giving charity fund raising artists a hard time. Perhaps things are changing in this beautiful, but very wrong city?

On a lighter note...

It's very wet, very windy, and yet strangely mild. Warm even.

I'm still in Sitges. Still collecting good work. Staying now in a very 'charming' traditional guest house type place. I like it. Art all over the walls with a very homely feel.

End of another adventure. What to do now?

Well, 'start another adventure' is the only good answer I can come up with. I tend to go through some sort of emtional release at the end of all these trips. I was expecting it this time, but it didn't happen.

For anyone wondering...

The Death of Mr Baltisberger was a reference to this weekends Moto GP tradgedy. Bohuml Harabl is possibly my favourite writer of short stories. You need to find a good translation mind.

The Death of Mr Baltisberger...

... and, other stories.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bohumil_Hrabal


I don't know why I like Sitges. But, I do like it.

The Day Facebook Killed the Web.

They've done it :(

Once upon a time in the net, you could find private places. Not anymore. There was net etiquette respected by all. Facebook have fucked that in the face.

I now delete my Facebook account.

Trains.

They're very fast aren't they.

Cutting a longish story shortish...

I'm back in Spain. Sitges - a place I always enjoy. Spent a few days working in Paris which was exceptionally good and booked an overnight train to Barcelona. At Sants station I decided to continue along the coast.

I have good work here. People are being very friendly. I always have fun here.

On a mission to get back to Granada, and then begin a new project in the Canary Islands for winter. May, or may not happen, but it's a plan.

Time with friends. Glorious weather. Spain is most definitely my home these days.

Dusseldorf - Koln.

A brief update.

Uslar. I enjoyed very much - great bunch of people (I will be in touch soon).

A fabulous Indian summer in Dusseldorf and Koln (not sure if they use that expression in German?). Fine weather. Good work. All is good. Staying for as long as I'm busy. But, I have to return to Granada soon.

Hannover and a small village called Uslar.

It's still raining.


I feel like I'm suffering summer withdrawal :D

Other that things are good and interesting. Really not sure of plans from here.

Uslar is a small market town about 100 KM south of Hannover. Beautiful countryside, but like almost all isolated rural towns in Europe today - industry is dying. Jobs are hard to find. Here, some people are trying to make good things happen in a postmodernist office block which used to be home to the local metal construction industry.

Photos will come later. I like it here, but I am missing the Andalucian weather.

Berlin is wet.

I'm stuck here. Weather has not helped, but it is a very difficult city to make money in.

Plan from here is to head towards Hannover (backwards again) to try and replenish funds before meeting up with some people in a small town to talk about more work. It's a project that interests me.

A sunny day yesterday followed by an almighty storm in the night. Today looks iffy.

Hmmmm...

Maybe I was being a little unfair to Belushi's/St Christopher's/Oasis, but I do NOT appreciate being rudly interupted whilst taking a shit in a room I have paid €55 for. The shower flooded also.

Actually, no - I'm not being unfair at all. Utter shyte.