A pretty fucked-up week

… in which I did a lot of thinking and writing and I discovered the true goal of my quest, and that it can't be found in South America - not other physical place for that matter. But I still hope to find it, while in South America
… in which I think i made a big mistake trying to explain myself… or maybe I did the right thing, it just  feels like hell for the moment
… in which I've been presented with a new panic to get beyond of
… in which there was working around the clock in the studio, but I am not part of the project, so I started something of my own

… in which I walked around some more, got lost some more, listened to some good and some not so good music...

…and in which eventually I washed my sketchbooks with my backpack. Both of them! 

Cats and angels

     ok, I've done it - i went to the Recoleta Cemetery!
Not as spooky as it sounds. I kept hearing about it since I arrived and I was starting to feel like I was missing on something…, so what could have been more suited for a hot, sunny saturday than a walk in the cemetery
Which looks more like a little town of the dead:

...with broad avenues

…and small dark alleys

... elegant squares

… sumptuous mansions

 …little quirky houses

 … and populous blocks of flats

 - knock - knock! (wtf?)

Some of them invite you to peak inside 

 Oups!

yep , that's a menorah, allright!

Some even display a window case:

 this one must have bin a fun dude:

 And what would a cemetery be without some statues of angels?

Oh , you mustn't think I was alone in the place, although I did my best to make it look like that in the photos. All the chirping tourist were rushing to see Evita's grave

...which I have no idea how it looks like, but I can google it any time. I kept more to the dark alleys and also, with that outfit, I managed to give a guy one hell of a scare :)

...and there were also cats