The line of guards clad in the guerrilla movement's iconic balaclavas was a sign we had found the place. For anyone who did not get the hint, there was a half rusted sign across the road that read, “You are now in rebel Zapatista territory.”
"It’s good to write for money, It’s the only way to go, Forget starving in the attic. Who can afford attic anyhow? Let me prostitute my talents -be a martyr for the arts …"
It's not everyday that a guerrilla movement hosts an alternative art festival, but that's exactly what just happened in southern Mexican city of San Cristobal, in the state of Chiapas.