T5oct2010 magic chickens, dream kebabs in Constantinopel and black tits with pink nipples in Kasterlee

i just came back from a very nice trip to Constantinopel. The arabian nights were lively as hell and satan was keeping an eye on the magic movements of my friends and me. We saw The Sun Ra Arkestra playing crazy jazzy shit and in the bis songs, our hanging partner Eric Thielemans joined them on drums and it was by far the best part. We were invited at the Belgian Consulate for a total poche opening of the renovated palace and after that we went on peyote to see Eric Thielemans play again buttt solo this time. So many moustaches joined the rooftops. and on the last evening our Antwerpian hero Nick Andrews had a opening with some very nice paintings. There was one with a long beard that overruled everything. We left the psychedelic nights in peace after eating magic chickens and dream kebabs and dancing on a rooftop again with Elvis andsome Turkish Möterhead.

Now i am totally Cakehoused at the Frans Masereel Centrum, where Michèle Matyn and me are trying not to surrender to an expo concept that was thrown away by some burocratic shitty shit. We just got some lovely old and brown paper from the atelier of Henri Van Straten. He probably worked on it and we will be doing that tooooo. Dada is taking our hand this time and hopefully we will come out in 2 weeks with some warm and generous gifts for all the people. The black tit will get a fluo pink nipple very soon!