My journey, an experiment of sorts, as I will travel with no money, basically.
You, the reader are in Control of my destiny! The more books which sell,
the further I will go and the more I can report back to, going where I am
directed. I listened to people requesting downloadable copies of the book,
After a weekend spent editing my book of poetry for download, incorporating more
photography, as requested. However, if I spend the time requested and there is no
response, basically I go hungry because that time could have been spent working for 
someone else, i suppose. You gave me much confidence to go ahead and do this.
I believed in myself as much as you told me you did. So now, here I am – confident.
Yesterday the electricity was shut off. Things are tight.

Writing by candlelight I must be honest and say that I am following my dreams, I am
also very scared. This, of course, is not just about poetry – it's about being able
to express and DO creatively with all of the arts collectively because together,
it all makes much more sense to me.

For me, it always has been about architecture. Working under someone else's creative
reign for 7 years in this city. My creative freedom, my voice? Yes, I will always have
something to learn and never be completely free from this, i understand. So, suggestions
are appreciated.

09 days 12 hours 32 minutes and 54 seconds until morning. Preparing for 
my journey across the Atlantic, to follow my family's migration path...
My six-month tour left open, so I may go where people request or as far as 
my book will carry me; to write and read the poetry of others, to collaborate
with musicians and celebrate life with my comrads.

maybe it is obvious to you the amount of messages i am getting from people.
I'm spending entire days trying to swoon, just so i can survive when i leave?
Those interested in supporting my journey and becoming a part of it, will feed my 
inspiration and ultimatly controle my life. Which photos to take, who to meet and 
places of sentiment to find a place in. I will go there. My bunny burps.
He is hopping around my apartment and rubbing his eyes with his paws while standing on 
his hind legs... I cannot let him go into the forest. Ten minutes ago he was licking my 
toe, my only thought, the hope that someone will adopt him, at least for six months.
Please...

So, the tour begins; arriving in Dublin 1st July, 2007. Ireland for the first time, book in hand
>> the gentleman accompanying me from Venezia to Kassel is taking performance/ theatre workshops
in Athens at present. We may travel to work in Berlin, to workshops in the former cargo harbor
and around the locations of the wall. >>

The workshops are orientated around three main themes: mistake, failure and misunderstanding.

Thank you for believing, dreaming, wishing, contributing and supporting.
All my Love to New York, Europe, points Beyond and Between,

Hollace.