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Bohemian rhapsody Tonight I arrived in Copenhagen, starting my loop through Scandinavia, where I will traipse among some of the best-looking newspapers and people in the world. Tomorrow, I'll tour the Danish broadsheet Politiken. This morning I left behind my Bohemian setting, both geographically and in character: I stayed with a Czech fashion designer, her snorting filmmaking roommate, her roommate's full-size anatomically-correct papier-mâché body double and their hyper cat. The body double, I am told, is for a film project about being alone with oneself. It spent most of the time quietly sprawled, unclothed, on the floor. Prior to Prague, I spent the weekend in Berlin, where I couldn't help feeling a little jilted. The guy whom earlier offered me a job and travel expenses left me waiting when he said he'd meet and give tips on other employment. In his absence, I did a little cold calling--knocking on doors of new media sounding companies around Mitte, collecting business cards and what not. I even uncovered a company owned by a Michigan expatriate. However, stopping in Berlin was not completely in vain. I scored some brownie points with Die Welt--my favorite paper in the world for photo editing. I met one of their photo editors this fall at the SND convention. He said to call the next time I was in Berlin; incidentally, he was on holiday when I showed up at their offices. His next in command was gracious enough to show me their opps and even look at some of my work. For a photo editor, he didn't look much older than myself. When I showed him some Olympic pix, he lit up. He's looking at a trip to Oz to visit his girlfriend who's down under. I pulled out my address book and gave him contact info for a few of my Olympic buddies--including a German speaking Sydneysider photog. Not far from Die Welt's offices, I managed to have the last laugh with Berlin... on an impulse visit to the Jewish Museum, I requested and received the unemployed discount: half price admission. |
