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Diary/BLOG
June 7th
Copenhagen, as in all Scandinavian cities I have visited, is a place of little or no eye contact. People active avoid contact with each other which has a good and a bad side. The bad is the isolation and coldness that abounds until you “Pass the test of communication”. The good side is that each person has their own space, a self-made world in which to think and create. That is, of course, until your creation requires ANOTHER set of hands to hold the cat’s cradle.
Yesterday I walked past a room on the fifth floor of my hotel where the door was ajar. I was nosey. I looked. They were making a porn movie in there. I called Finn and, in shock I told him. He replied: “Great”. I changed the subject to the weather.
June 8th
A wind of change is blowing through the city. One moment a cold breeze, the next, utter stillness and a blazing sun. I am restless about how hard people seem to find it to change. There is an entire change industry, yet of course change comes best from the individual, defined and designed by him or her. The “helpers” should tread with more humility.
I am going to look more deeply at the word “weird”, used by so many people to cover just about anything they find uncomfortable. Calling something weird often refers to your own fear or even suppressed wish to engage with it.
Tomorrow I am off to Odense to meet with DeCapo Theatre company, who are well known, and innovative. Woohoo! A long train journey!
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