Storm and Festi Freak

I was woken up this morning by the most almighty thunderstorm, torrential rain, gallery flooded. Quite the drama. 6 hours later and its still raining, still rumbling... I'm staying in bed, reading Pablo Neruda poems.

I watched two screenings at the Festi Freak Festival last night, the first an excellent experimental documentary by Andres Denegri called Lujan that I found extremely engaging, and the second a series of animated shorts, of which my favourite was El Empleo by Santiago Graso.