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Informazioni generali
Chi sono
CURRENT MISSION
play accordion, tell stories. continue to have random encounters.
ABOUT ME
I am a travelling musician and storyteller.
past projects:
(Eastern Europe and Turkey)
2wheels4change.com
Interessi
music and circus, storytelling, cycling, bike repairs, skillsharing, identifying wild plants and animals, permaculture, gardening, rescuing food and clothing and all sorts of things from the waste stream (that is to say, from bins), and just generally a D.I.Y. approach to all possible aspects of my life from food and transportation to housing and beyond.
- animals
- birds
- dining
- walking
- gardening
- clothing
- traveling
- juggling
- music
- cycling
- boxing
- languages
Musica, film e libri
traditional celtic, balkan, french, old-time
georges brassens, la rue ketanou, jacques brel, doc watson,
sweeney's men, a.l. lloyd, whalers and bards and sailors and thieves and lords and ladies and charlatans and real good guys and everybody else who's got a story to tell...
Una cosa incredibile che ho fatto
Once I was walking down the side of a canal in Bruges, by myself. It was in the city but near the outskirts, and though I was in the midst of an industrial estate there was a woodland to my right, and the canal to my left. Down the road towards me was walking an old man, with a small cardboard box in his hands. As we got closer, he approached me and said something in colloquial flemish. I did not understand, and he proceeded to hold the box out to me, as if to give it to me, and opened it under my eyes. Inside were five doves. Confused, I proclaimed in weak Flemish, "Er is een bos," in pointing at the woodland. He seemed to consider for a moment, looking between me, the pigeons, and the woodland, before coming to a visible conclusion. He took the birds roughly from the box and, one by one, through them towards a nearby bush. They fluttered their wings but hardly managed to make it on top of the hedge. When the man was done, he threw the box on top of the lot in a gesture of finalization, then continued on his way without a backward glance.
The birds sat on the hedge, staring at me.
I kept walking.
Insegna, impara, condividi
I can share my skills in relation to bicycle maintenance or travelling by bicycle, with some languages, juggling. I want to learn more languages!
Paesi che ho visitato
Austria, Belgium, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Bulgaria, Croatia, Czech Republic, France, Germany, Greece, Hungary, Ireland, Italy, Macedonia, Montenegro, Netherlands, Poland, Serbia, Slovenia, Spain, Turkey, United Kingdom
Paesi in cui ho vissuto
Belgium, France, Ireland, United Kingdom, United States
Distintivi “vecchia scuola”
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