My dear, eccentric comrade Currado Malaspina, is a relic. He has no cell phone and therefore, no Google Maps. His complete absence from life online has given him no other alternative than to adhere to actual, physical existence. Without texting apparatus or email he is forced to communicate (he is comfortable in at least four languages) with articulated words spoken in full or near-full sentences.
His attention span is still intact and his memory is unfailing. Though he owns a bicycle, he prefers to walk.
As he walks, on occasion he stops, and when he stops he sketches.
Above is an old accordion notebook annotated in english.
