Since one year living and studying in Vienna

CURRENT MISSION

"Noi siamo fatti della materia di cui sono fatti i sogni..."-Prospero, La Tempesta

ABOUT ME

PHILOSOPHY

Try to don't follow any kind of philosophy.

Learning, creating , experiencing, getting to know myself,
intuition.

Why I’m on Couchsurfing

HOW I PARTICIPATE IN COUCHSURFING

through Martiszon, my friend.

COUCHSURFING EXPERIENCE

very good

Interests

Music - playing violin and singing, ethnical, folklor music (Qawwali, Muzykanci,Iva Bittova, Kletzmer, Arabic and African music)Dhrupad,Jazz and Classical, all kinds of improvisation and spontaneous expression, art, dance, languages ( I'd like to learn Hindi, Japanese, Arabic, Chinese, Portuguese, ...) theater, happenings, litterature.

• arts
• singing
• theater
• dancing
• music
• violin
• teaching
• languages

Music, Movies, and Books

books : Cortazar, "Alberto Caeiro" - Pessoa, Georges Bataille " Su Nietzsche", "L'ame et la vie",C.G. Jung; "Waves" V. Woolf; "Jarmark rymów" Tuwim, "Towards poor theater" Grotowski, Beat Generation, Kazimiera Illakowiczowna, Nanao Sakaki, Kazimierz Nowak, Leszek Kolakowski, Mumins, Pipi Langstrumpf.
Iva Bittova
Meredith Monk
Urna Chahar-Tugchi
Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan
Capitain Beefheart
Big Mama Thornton
Volodar, Dania Czekun
Joplin, Concha Buika, Rosa Balistreri
Alim and Fergana Qasimova

movies: "The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser"-Werner Herzog, "Dancer in the dark", "The Idiots"-Lars von Trier, "La vita e bella" R.Benigni, "The Decalogue",K. Kieślowski,"The seveth seal"Bergman.

One Amazing Thing I’ve Done

"I met a woman long ago
her hair the black that black can go,
Are you a teacher of the heart?
Soft she answered no.
I met a girl across the sea,
her hair the gold that gold can be,
Are you a teacher of the heart?
Yes, but not for thee.

I met a man who lost his mind
in some lost place I had to find,
follow me the wise man said,
but he walked behind.

I walked into a hospital
where none was sick and none was well,
when at night the nurses left
I could not walk at all.

Morning came and then came noon,
dinner time a scalpel blade
lay beside my silver spoon.

Some girls wander by mistake
into the mess that scalpels make.
Are you the teachers of my heart?
We teach old hearts to break.

One morning I woke up alone,
the hospital and the nurses gone.
Have I carved enough my Lord?
Child, you are a bone.

I ate and ate and ate,
no I did not miss a plate, well
How much do these suppers cost?
We'll take it out in hate.

I spent my hatred everyplace,
on every work on every face,
someone gave me wishes
and I wished for an embrace.

Several girls embraced me, then
I was embraced by men,
Is my passion perfect?
No, do it once again.

I was handsome I was strong,
I knew the words of every song.
Did my singing please you?
No, the words you sang were wrong.

Who is it whom I address,
who takes down what I confess?
Are you the teachers of my heart?
We teach old hearts to rest.

Oh teachers are my lessons done?
I cannot do another one.
They laughed and laughed and said, Well child,
are your lessons done?
are your lessons done?
are your lessons done? "

Teach, Learn, Share

I can share with you : -some Polish-how to make sushi, -songs in various languages (Polish, Ukrainian, Macedonian, Sicilian, Neapolitan, Calabrian, Spanish, Arabic, Sanscrit)-play basic violin - shiatsu-improvising with the voice and movement - if you'd like to try it.
Jam - if you sing or play any instrument, my couch - when you come to visit Berlin.
But just to share with you a dinner, a walk, a conversation, would be as important for me as anything else.

Countries I’ve Visited

India, Lithuania, Morocco, Portugal, Spain

Countries I’ve Lived In

France, Germany, Italy, Poland, United Kingdom