This month certainly has flown by. I hardly wrote anything except for the screenplay for the contest that closed on the 24th. But took a lot of breaks to go see art openings. On Saturday night, after coming back from my day trip to the post office, I went to the Cultural Center to see the monumental projections.
WODICZKO INSITE @ CECUT, a poem I wrote over the past few days about the projections. Vivencias Monumentales.
Go there, I'll tell you more.