post Post And here we are, back to life tuttigiorni.
probably for those not well versed in this curious field of work, lucca comics is only a fair tattered, where the main attraction are all these nerds dressed like their heroes, with costumes by thousands of euro or a few pounds and lots of foam . But for us it is a form of catharsis. just like in the myth of Plato's cave, we live in a cave year-round, bend over machines. then, for four days, we go out in sunlight. or rather, the artificial light of the stand, where we try to sell our shit and we buy the shit of others. a cartoonist knows that all the pennies that will cash them spend at his stand at the stand next door, to get more paper, more stories to read during the months of hibernation lysergic acid.
a demonstration of this unfortunate situation, we organized the "cage".
the cage represented precisely the inadequacy of the cartoonist to relate the curious human beings who came to see him draw. forbidden him to eat because the poor fool would have believed free to believe a person, which is absolutely unlikely.
our little hole thus provides a kind of hallucination small, with giant tentacles that come out of cans giants ... if there was further confirmation of the need (but maybe that's just my problem) we are disaddati, suffice it to say that I did not even have a picture. not so much because I have the camera because its not what I thought. Thank you indeed
francesca which I stole the photos posted.
then my words will suffice:
was beautiful, and women get naked in front of our statuesque beauty began to masturbate furiously, men who knelt to show their inferiority, rich businessmen that we light a cigar burning banknotes from 500 euros, children reading our comics became men, talking dogs, caused by our astronomical revolutions intelligienza shows, white magic, black magic , aliens come to visit our planet on purpose to buy outside tariff and also someone swears they saw Jesus resurrected, and after reading our stuff, he began to cry like a calf (...) saying "I got it all wrong, I was wrong everything. "
a shame not having taken pictures eh.
anyway. after the show I and many others we have been gripped by a devastating depression, although almost we all thought it was flu. those who started grunting have probably got the virus. instead of the pigs began to speak clearly taken the human, in my opinion much more dangerous.
the fact remains that, when this hangover (I take this in a form of temporal paradox, if I may), now you can finally get back to work. up to 4 days of another year.
say now perhaps the only thing on this impressive set of bullshit: the self area has been a constructive and fun, I would like to personally thank everyone one by one but I will make a collective thank you: thank you all.
ll short HALF LIVES ' produced by VisionArt and directed by Piero De Luca, was selected to the "East International Film Festival " within the array of short films in the" Screenings Out Competition. " 
