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What’s going on, Mr Intern?


So there have been a few weeks of hard work, and more of them are to come. I’ve grown the nasty habit of not being able to focus on work while I’m at my desk, blasted internet! But I’ve tried to make up for this by working elsewhere. Like today. A perfectly normal Saturday and I brought my sketchpad, a few markers, last two issues of Wired and Hey, Whipple, Squeeze this! to the pipe (or as it known in Dutch, de pijp) and spent a bunch of hrs slurping on a gigantic Latte or two (since I went to Coffee Company I got real late instead of the coffee verked or however it’s spelled that the locals call their latte/ou-lait bastard child) and trying my best to be the creative I still strive to be. Results on Monday when my CD will go trough last week’s work and kill ideas like alcohol kill brain cells.In other news: I still live in the cold apartment on Ben Viljonerlaan that i share with Regis. I’m now effectively forbidden for frying meat, got a warmer bedcover and plan to move out asap. I got kind of a good life in the weekends but need to find something to do to make me go outside the house on weeknights.
My regular night looks like this:
Stay longer at work, to compensate for arriving late/ being lazy during the day / not wanting to go home to the cold apartment.
Bike to AH, buy dinner, fruit and green tea and lemon ice tea,
go home,
cook food,
eat while watching TV,
clean up after dinner.
Now its 21:00 and I
A) log on to Warhammer Online to do some RvR
B)watch some more TV. Bed by 00:00 (but it often get postponed to 01:30).
Five Nights A Week!

I’m going to London in a bit for a weekend, more about that later.

Small brits now in the us.

I have never found Little Britan funny. I like the idea that Lou Reed cares for a disabled Andy Warhol, I also like the idea of a fat lady giving diet classes and insulting her students.

None of these ideas are brilliant, but they can rise a smile, however having the charaters return in episode after episode doign the exactly same kind of jokes about exactly the same kind of things…

Also I don’t find the execution funny.

How can this be a hit when it comes from a country that gave us the pythons, black adder, the young ones, black books, the IT crowd and so on.

And now they are maing an american version.

Staus update

I now live and intern propperly in Amsterdam. The guy that I’m sharing the apartment with hasn’t turn on the central heating, so it get cold at night and he has a phobia for frying things. He actualy leave the kichen if I take out the frying pan.

I’ve got the bike and now I’m biking 1,3-2 metric miles a day making my legs stiff and hopefully reducing my waist.

Work has kicked of this last week and I’m now actually doing stuff all the time. The projects are a bit hush-hush like thy always are in this biz.

Tings left to take care of:
Getting a bank account (harder then you might think, but I’ll pull it of tomorrow)
Getting people to come over and visit me. The problem with this one is that Regis, my housemate, has forbidden me to have people staying at the house.
Going to London to visit Anna and Sophia and maybe my cousin who all are living there.
Befriending some more people, right now I spend at least five nights a week in front of my computer watching TV.
Making Tribal pay for a gym membership.
Winning a few awards.

Doesn’t look to hard, does it?

Finaly, a place to stay.

Yesterday night I got my own room in the outskirts of the inner city (i.e. inside the A10 highway). I’m staying with this art student Regis who might or might not have won a paint-like-Rembrandt competition in 2006. I tried to google him and that was what I found. Anyways, I rent a small room in a small apartment on a small street, that got just a little problem with those drug dealers, noting to worry about, Regis assured me, but when I got up this morning to go to work he had locked all three locks on our front door and bolted the security chain. However, just living in your own room is a great improvement from sqating some people-you’d-like-to-befriend-but-don’t-know-quite-yet’s house.

The good, the bad and the enertaining

I’ve decided to make a post just about the movies, everytime I watch a new film that I’ve haven’t seen before it will go in te SUCKY or the NOT SUCKY categories below.

Expecet frewquent updates of theis post.

SUCKY
The remake of Death Race
Eagle Eye
21
Wanted
Hancock

NOT SUCKY
RocknRolla
Hellboy II
The Dark Knigt
Dexter s3e1 preair
Californication s2e1&e2 preair
Midningt Meat Train

I Don’t know what to think
Speed Racer – I just remeber pretty colors for an hour and a half….
Bankok Dangerous 2008
Tropic Thunder – Not another Zoolander, however Tom Cruise is funny.

The crapyness of film

I just saw Hancock and man was it crap.

A few days ago I saw Hellboy II and it was in many ways not a good film but a whole lot of fun and more importently a whole lot of Hellboy (it was also quite a bit Pan’s Labyrinth).

Also: Weeds season four is quite good.

Second week at Tribal

I’ve gone into research mode. Everything here is a lerning experience and I’ve decided to spend the few hours of time thats not consumed by the never-endig apartment hunt and the mental retardation that comes with the terratory to look further in to all kind of interesting tidbits of stuff.

It started by adding a few more blogs to my google reader but soon snowballed (like the effect, not the ) into new TED talks, milesworth of wikipediaing, getting into the new telecomunications law in the Europe Parlament… Evetually I got a link to Blip.fm and forgot about it all for a while.

I still don’t have spellcheck on my work mac so.. appolagees for that.

Just a quick one

I’m in Amsterdam again, for a longer period this time. Internship for six months at Tribal DDB… I slept badly tonight thinking of all the things that could have gone wrong before the start of my intership and so far there are a few concerns.

1. It’s not realy said what I’m ment to do while I’m here, my goal is to gain expeience and craftmanship skills whithin the proffession and finaly beinga able to leave as a confident and competent Copywriter… So far as I know they might want me here to have a coffe slave. But since Sean Chambers that has had some contact with our school and who worked with us doing the Epitaph project is now working here there is at least somone else here that knows what the school is actually about and hopfully could push things in the right direction if needed. Lets hope it dosn’t come to that I’d rather be self dependet as much as possible.

2. I’m homless. This is quite a big one, I don’t got a solution for it yet but I’m browsing housing and apartmentsharing sites on a daily basis. I went to look at a place far out in the no name suburbs on Saturday and hopfully I’ll be able to stay there for a while. I’m currently resting at Malin and Tobias (or pherhaps Tobias and Malin, since Malin has ben kind of not home so much) on a fairly comforable mattress above a staircase but after a weekend I feel their patience growing thinner and thinner…

3. There was a mail for me (snailmail, isn’t this a digital agency?) with a lot of stuff to fill in and a contract and so on that arived a few days after I left for Amsterdam.  Since I dont got an adress in this contry yet there is not a easy way to get the papers here. This should be the easiest one to solve, the HR department here should just be able to print new papers for me.

 

Aso there was no spellcheck for this one. Appoages for that.

Gone for a while


I’m currently on vacation in my apartment in Stockholm. Drop by if you want anything. I’ll be back in the blogosphere by the end of the month.

Intellectual property and graffiti in video games

I’ve recently seen steal this film and the better sequel steal this film II, the first one manly discuss the raid against The Pirate Bay in 2006 while the later, better one concerns information and the spreading of information. Their idea is that new media and new distribution lines of information is above all an unstoppable force and that sharing is a basic human need; talking, physical touch and all kinds of human interaction are by the filmmakers considered as a form of sharing. For me this is a bit of a dual edged sword. I and all other people working with creativity sell our ideas for a living. Artists, AD’s, writers and gardeners alike all make their bread money from the theory that an idea put into reality has worth, at least to someone else that holds money. If we someday make a technology that reads minds and share thoughts the way we share files today the creative industry will be the bad guys in the debate, taking the seat inherited form the church, the rules who were against free speech, the telegraph companies, the live musicians guild, and now record companies and MPAA.

We will of course lose the battle and have to go looking for new careers. I’ll be a trucker, or if the future comes to fast a space-trucker.

 

Now on to my other subject for the day: I’ve been thinking a bit about the quite old and quite bad video game Getting Up lately. For those of you who don’t know the game is presented as Marc Ecco’s Getting up: contents under pressure and feature loads of graffiti. The player act as Trane who starts out as a toy in  the scene  and struggles to get respect and reputation, eventually it all turns in to the regular power to the people-state bad, individual good story that we’re all familiar with and at least I like. The game is both quite good and really crappy at the same time and that is what gets to me. While the camera sucks, the fighting is too hard and the sneaking is totally impossible there are a lot of things that make up for it.

Firstly a whole bunch of graffiti legends show up to teach Trane a trick or two, the only one I knew about beforehand (not being particularly in to graffiti) is Obey but I’m sure all who know the scene know Futura, Seen, T-Kid and the others.

What’s really, really good about the game is its way to show and tell about personal development. As Trane starts out he’s tags and throw-ups look like the shaky 80-style graffiti with a clear look of someone wanting a lot but not really knowing how to accomplish it, as we move on trough the game Trane develops a more personal style while he travels in graffiti history being more and more modern for every new level. Eventually Trane learns that words influence others and that there is something worth telling, he gets political and into wheat-paste posters. The final is simply beautiful, when Trane grabs climbing gear, a big roller and writes “STILL FREE” at an entire bridge pillar, while the cops fire at him from a helicopter.

It’s a nod to the end of the movie Bomb the System that all should watch at least once, since it deals with people trying to do what they feel is right in a controlled world.