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CRACK! festival is the biggest squat in Europe and the wildest four-day party. Forte Prenestrino, a 19th century fortress and an abandoned jail comes alive with hundreds of exhibiting artists, cartoonists, perfomance artists, bands, small press comics and collectives from around the world. Some of the best highlites for me was an incredible surreal burlesque performance by the Barcelona based performance artist Noa Reshef. A group of us participated in her super-heroine workshop, where we made our own super-heroine costumes, to be worn when we handed out invitations to the performance.


Ivana Armanini of Komikaze was there, check out her CRACK! photo report.

Aleksandar Zograf and his wife Gordana were there as well and I enjoyed their company immensly. It was nice to sit and talk in a relaxed atmosphere. A group of us produced a collective drawing on a piece of fabric which Gordana later embroidered.


Some other highlites included the wild Le Dernier Cri boys, Craoman and brothers Guedin. To Let Let and MP5 did an amazing wall painting again. Luca Donnini took some inappropriate pics of me for the next year’s wall of shame outside the forte. I showed some new comics and a few embroidered linens. I wish I could report about how my work was received, but truth to tell, I spent most of my time outside the dungeons, in the courtyard, away from my work.

The local Morroccan dish-water blonde did not impress me. On the other hand, I was impressed by how popular large sized rizzlas are among the hipsters of Rome – this may have made me and my zig zags feel a tad inadequate – that, and the absence of tattoos.
Sewing with Noa and Chantal, one of the organizers was pure pleasure though. The best part of the experience was eating freshly baked italian pastries in downtown Rome at 5:30 am. The cafe/bakery/bar was the only establishment open at the time, the streets were deserted. I walked around a few blocks looking for a cigarette machine. A pack costs about 5 euros. That was the only time I left the fort. It was magical though, downtown Rome – all deserted in that light. Another thing I liked about Rome was the trees - tall, statuesque, top-heavy evergreens – made me think of Giotto’s paintings. All in all, a great experience altogether. My heart-felt gratitude goes to Valerio Bindi, the festival organizer and Luca Donnini for their unmatched hospitality.