Homeward Bound

After three and a half years my time in Argentina is drawing to a close. In less than 48 hours I'll hop on a plane bound for the States. Bound for home.

It's been a wild crazy ride down here, full of ups and downs, like any good adventure should be. I would attempt to put what this all means into context for you now, but the truth is I still haven't been able to get my own mind wrapped around it. What I can say is that while one adventure is ending, a new one is about to begin. The Orange Gorilla, the mohawk, and I are bound for Los Angeles, where we'll continue our unending quest for world domination, and making cool stuff (not necessarily in that order).

Until then, I leave you with the last 4 things I made while living in Buenos Aires.

TO BE CONTINUED

20" x 34" (52cm x 86cm) | oil & acrylic on wood panel

BACK OF SUBWAY PASS #22

pen & pencil on subway pass

PHOTO: "One Day. 12 Trains"

I spent a day riding every line in the Argentine subway system. Check out the entire blog post here.

SUBWAY RIDER: THE LAST STOP

sketchbook | pen & pencil

Currently Listening To:
Song: The Last Goodbye (listen)
Artist: The Kills (official site)

The Buenos Aires Subway

Above: The entrances to the beginning and end of each line.

On a quiet Sunday morning, a day when the subway stations are relatively empty, I rode underneath the city for nearly 7 hours traversing the six lines of the oldest subway in the southern hemisphere from start to finish.

It is possible to do this on one ticket, which costs only one peso (U$S 25 cents), however I wanted to document the experience, so I exited each station at the beginning and end of each line and photographed the above ground entrance. Even after having to re-enter the system twelve times the whole trip still cost less than 20 pesos (U$S 5 dollars).

If you asked me why I did it I don't know that I could give you a definitive answer. Early in the experience, after realizing it would take much longer than expected, I wondered myself wtf I was doing. However once I stopped trying to rationalize the experience through the lens of a typical subway rider my time spent wandering subterraneously in the city that's been my home for the past three and half years started to make more sense. I wasn't aimlessly riding the train to "nowhere". I was taking it "everywhere".

Above: The doors of the 12 trains I road traversing the 6 lines start to finish.


Above: The "A" Line train.


Above: The wooden doors of the "A" Line train.

Click on map to enlarge.

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