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A Day in the Life
“We’re here, but where are you?” appears on WhatsApp. I take the elevator to the ground floor and go outside to check. I see Bas and wave to him. He’s standing on the sidewalk in front of our house, 100 meters away. My office isn’t there; that’s where I live. I keep work and personal life separate, I tell myself.
I see Anouk too. I walk up to them, and we exchange hugs. I’m a hugger. I’ve always been. That’s where it’s happening, I point to where I came from. Bas and I walk there, and Anouk drives the car there. The trunk is loaded with equipment: cameras, tripods, lights, and a few suitcases.
The wonderful team in Utrecht, who deeply care about my interests, has decided to make “A day in the life,” with me as the subject.
‘A day in the life’ is one of my all-time favorite songs. Not only because it’s the perfect fusion of two songs by two composers but mainly because of the magnificent: “4000 holes in Blackburn Lancaster and though the holes were rather small, they had to count them all, now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall”.
The unbearable lightness of being and the nonsense with which people invalidate themselves, summarized in a few sentences. We unload the cameras and accessories and take the elevator to the 3rd floor. “Welcome to my place,” I say as I open the door and give them a brief tour.
Later, we’ll have dinner together, the four of us, to celebrate our collaboration and its results. The sun is shining, it’s a wonderful day, and I’m looking forward to it.
First, we shoot footage in the office. Bas talks to me while the cameras and lights are focused on me in the small studio. I drink coffee and chat away. We also film at the table where I like to sit with people to discuss or brainstorm. I draw, and Bas films.
Then, we head to my residence. The weather is fantastic, and we continue our conversation, first indoors while I have coffee, and then we move on in the shade of the old weeping willow while I have coffee again. It’s all very relaxed and spontaneous. It would be the last sunny day of the summer. Afterward, it rains for weeks.
Now, weeks later, I wonder what I’ve said, and I’m curious about “A Day in the Life.” Are you?”