What does it mean to be at home while nearly nowhere for long enough?
Am in Vienna already watching the sun set with a glass of “je ne sais quoi” in my hands. I am playing the piano on my iPad to practice away from home. Watched Sex and the City 2 and laughed a lot. Must buy more shoes now.
Ivan, my assistant this week is making me turkish tea and cornes de gazelle. A recipe from his mother of course.
I am, temporarily, culturally confused.
I stood in line in a rich city of the western world for 5 straight days with no water or food to get my hands on a thing I’m not sure what to do with as I am not a “consumer” it turns out, but a “creator”. Damn.
I’m in Amsterdam just back from dinner with friends and speaking at #momoams, having had the best indonesian food money can buy, un-laced home made brownies, and speaking to clever friends starting their own businesses or figuring out big changes in their careers.
Flying back tomorrow and dining at the Ivy. Feel I’m making progress holding on to the English Social Ladder (which I will now refer to ESL) for dear life.
Joost, my intern this week, is making me pannekoeken.
I’m in a hotel room in Barbados, it’s 5: 27am. I’m about to go to sleep after taking a client out to drinks. This one insists on meeting really late in the evenings and on weekends, not sure why. I think he’s trying to disrupt my work-work balance. Thankfully I have jetlag taking care of that on a permanent basis.
I’ll be taking the day “away” tomorrow which is where I get to catch up on the internet, creative stuff that gets me to be well…creative… and look at chatroulette for a while. I’ve heard the cool kids talking about it.
I’m up-to-date on admin and did VAT for Q2 as well, just to be sure.
Project for London Zoo still in discussion as their Health Department have to consider the implications of LEDs in the animal’s food. I’m hoping we can work this out and move on to phase Agronomy of the project.
Naomi my PA for this week is knitting me armwarmers. She’s from SFO you see and that’s how they roll there.
****DISCLAIMER: This is a response to collective “encouragement” in my office building around publishing Weeknotes. Some of this may be true, most of it isn’t, you be the judge.****
This week, I’m spending my time having cups of Earl Grey and Jasmine Pearls, working from Liberty’s tea room downstairs. It’s London Fashion Week and my personal assistant is texting me the latest collections and only the bits I would want to wear. It’s like RSS but in human form, without the need to sit on horribly designed chairs for the proles. Brilliant.
I’ve finally purchased an iPhone as they got their shit together and made a beautiful silver version commissioned by my friend Karola.
Met with the Hon Ben Bradshaw and told him about the massive missunderstanding that the Department has about creativity and culture and that simply pouring money down the local development agencies gullet wasn’t going to help at all. He suggested I be made OBE but I reminded him I was Canadian, to which he responded “Oh, your accent is very good”. I continued to sip my tea with a smile.
I’ve got some meetings planned with the London Zoo, I’d like to propose a massive animal-centric interactive piece, but I suspect they might have some problems dealing with the health and safety issues. Bloody nanny state.
Going to see my friend Sanjeev talk at a RIBA event on his work in India and over the weekend will be seeing a friend get the shit kicked out of him or beat the shit out of someone else in a boxing match. One must have balance after all.
Adam my PA for this week is making me pancakes.