My once-keen analytical mind has become so dulled by endless hours of baking in the hot sun, thrashing about in tight chimneys, pulling at impossibly heavy loads, freezing my ass off. . . . so that now my mental state is comparable to that of a Peruvian Indian, well stoked on coca leaves.
I think Benjamin Bratt is the most dreamy. . . he's dreamy! And I love the fact that he's got this Peruvian heritage; he's absolutely striking.
I was a sound engineer, and all of these gurus and shamans would come, and I would record the workshops they were teaching. And I took part in a shamanic journeying workshop, and this woman leading the workshop had brought Ayahuasca, which is a Peruvian hallucinogen and contains DMT.
Peruvian food is so simple yet amazingly flavored with their traditional spices.
I am a serious food lover and Peruvian cuisine is one of the best in the world.
I walk with Federico Garcia Lorca around the Upper West Side in Manhattan because that was a neighborhood he lived in and I imagine walking around Paris with Cesar Vallejo, a great Peruvian poet who lived in Paris. And I kind of create the walk as a kind of drama of my apprenticeship.
