Just wanted to write briefly and acknowledge that I haven´t offered anything here for a very long time, though I hope I have been offering much in a sphere that´s not visible from where you´re reading. Am writing from Cajamarca, north-ish Andes- just arrived after a 16-hour bus ride from Lima. Quite sick and lacking the energy to write much of anything- most definitely going through a soul initiation here… A major mountain journey in the Sacred Valley that brought my back to knowledge of my gut… A rush of shows there that blurred as things seemed to devolve… Resting time in Cusco and an intense return to (vastly improved) group energy in Lima, where we took part in an incredible street performance festival called FITECA, in a barrio filled with brilliant graffitti art where we performed for over a thousand people and a few TV stations… Two autographs inside my boots now remind me of my new friend, ¨Rey Misterio de la Paz,¨ my shoe-fixer and wisdom-giver. Intensity continued at a frenetic cramped pace at a school/shelter for boys in La Victoria, a ghetto that even the residents of Comas warned us about, but which offered me a new brother, 15-year-old kind queen Jerry who we are all determined to bring to San Francisco where we can paint his face until the cows come home.

Then a night of escape, and a great layered sickness coming, and an old life crumbling back home, and the massive bus ride, and now it is time to crawl back into bed. I will do my best to get photos up soon, but being in charge of media here is proving a great challenge in addition to rehearsing/performing/existing. I would like to extend great love and thanks to everyone whose hearts are with me here.