The end is near. Period.

I know most of you guys is not directly affected by an effect, that is currently happening: The Euro is dying. If you read between the lines of what experts say or even what some experts are actually saying, the currency of the European Union cannot be saved. It is almost certain, that there will be massive inflation at some point in the future. How long we have until we reach this point? That is the question, but not, if it is going to happen.

I know, that a lot of people at home will say, that this is a great thing in a way. As they never wanted the Euro in the first place. And it is right. If there had been a referendum on the implementation of the Euro in any of the current Euro-countries, probably none of them would be trading in Euro today. For Germany it has been a fare-well of one of the most stable currencies of all times. And it hurt. Especially as this already meant the first inflation, when the only thing that was converted correctly into the new currency was your salary, whereas the prices of every day groceries and supplies were not adapted as fussy as was your monthly income.

Yes, I understand that this is the common thinking. But the worst thing that can happen is that the Euro is dying. We are all tied together in such a tight and multileveled way, that the consequences will be fatal for everyone. The situation a few weeks ago, when the Swiss Frank was traded 1:1 with the Euro was the point when it became evident, that nobody, even the neutral Swiss can withstand the impact of such a monster that the Euro has become. It is a huge part of the western world, that has one common currency now and if one part of the Union (like Greece) goes down, the rest will follow. Again, maybe not in that very moment, but eventually.

Greece cannot be saved. No matter how much money the other members of the Union will pump into the really rotten system of the country. But by doing exactly that, the system makes a mockery of itself. All the measures that were originally in place to control things like national debt have been ignored by almost every country by now on several occasions and in some cases right from the beginning. By pumping more money into completely wrecked systems where you will never see the money again, the European Union is acting against any stabilizing measures that are (or were) in place. This is why there is no hope for the overall system.

The ones that will once again lose everything will be the majority of the people. Like all the other times, when the currency had to be replaced, the only ones that did not lose anything were those that didn’t have anything in the first place or had enough resources (in money) to escape the system before it failed. For everyone else, the normal citizens, that probably saved up some money over decades and decades, these really hard-earned savings were lost and degraded to seed capital. The winners will be the few big spenders, sitting in a bank right now, trying to make to most of the situation. They will try to escape the problem when it reaches its peak by flying off to a warm place somewhere else in the world with their private jet.

What makes me angry about the situation is, that the government in Germany as well as in any other European country does not play by their own set rules. And now that they know about the dramatic situation they have manoeuvred us all, they are not telling us the truth. They will be playing their game until the very end. And then they will say, we are sorry, but it is all over now and we have to start again. It is a shame you lost everything, but hey, life goes on.

In fact it does go on. But our political leaders are nothing more than marionettes of lobbies and the “market”. The market dictates the policy. Really? Well, it certainly does now. But it should not do so. Only a really small percentage of the citizens are actual stock holders. So how come that we all have to constantly read about the stock market and be shocked of what happens there? The market only dictates what the politicians have to do, because we let them dictate the rules. All that happens now is our own fault. We are easy to rule. We don’t stand up, we don’t force politics to do what is best for most of the people. Because at the moment, politics decide on things that are best for only a few people. We think we live in a free world, with maximum participation in the way our countries are ruled. But we are not. And it is our own fault.

We have to stand up and refuse to accept this. We are the people and we have granted a few people the right to decide on things for us. In our sense and for the greater good of the majority. We grant a gouvernment the right to rule a country for a certain time. And I expect of people that we generously give the right to do so, to do the absolute best they can to server their people. It is us, that employ the gouvernment and therefore we have every right to withdraw the confidence again. And fire the ones that are obviously not acting for the greater good of the majority of the people.

It causes me great sorrow but I hope that we will learn that we are the people. And it is our country.

Over Saturated?

I have posted the content below on my own page as well. But I thought, this is a matter of greater interest for us lighting and theatre people. And this is why I will also place my ideas here:

We all have a certain style of lighting as production. Yes, the show dictates probably a lot about time and place of the story. And the director also has a high influence on the final product. His style and the way he imagines the show will ultimately determine the way it has to be dealt with lighting wise.
But we all tend to have our own style that is usually reflected in the way we approach the design. Some people tend to go for a lot of white lighting and layer different shades of white on top of each other. Some designers might be heavy on the side light or have a very special lighting position they want the light to come from. For me, I think I am definitely a fan of the deeper saturated tones. You will also find some lighter colours in my rig, but usually there will be some quite bold colours around.
With strong, saturated colours, I always felt quite comfortable to set the general mood of the scenes. The lighter ones come into place when it comes to lighting the actors. There I feel that the key light should not be too colourful. This is why I usually don’t have a lot of saturated colours front of house.

Now, it seems we are about to close another chapter of technology in theatre- and event lighting. The one of tungsten light sources. The incandescent light bulbs for our homes have already been banned from the shelves in the supermarkets and been widely replaced with questionable “alternatives” that don’t bring us the same quality of light in terms of colour temperature and spectrum, but are a lot more energy efficient. I won’t go into details about the disadvantages of these revolutionary replacements and the given fact that this has been a very clever lobby movement – this article is about something else.

Of course, us, working in the entertainment industry also get affected by this. It is only a matter of time until the halogen light sources are banned (not only in homes, but also for entertainment purposes) as well. The manufacturers have started years ago with the development of new, compact and lightweight LED fixtures to eventually replace the now common ones. We gained a lot of new tools out of this. As always when there is new technology developed and shaped, there is a lot of crap products around. But time usually helps for a natural selection of the useful things.
We gained much faster lights, lower power requirements, lots of little dots that light up, extreme brightness, lower costs and so much more. What we didn’t gain is a better quality of light. I feel that over the past years, every event I attended and where a large amount of LED fixtures were used, the overall feel of it was quite sterile and in a way cold. I cannot describe it better, but for me, the feel of any colour coming from an LED source is quite cold. And it is highly saturated. I also feel that we lost variety. As people don’t really know how (and if) you can get subtle tones out of the pixelated fixtures, they simply tend to go for full saturation all the time. Think about it. I think the most commonly used colours lately were deep blue (100% Blue), some strange type of amber/yellow (100% red, 100% green) and a lot of magenta (100% red, 100% blue).

Don’t get me wrong. This is not meant to say we should get rid of LED lighting. But I think it is also wrong to completely ban the incandescent light source. It is a given fact that the spectrum of this light source is good for us. And I don’t mind selecting colour gels for a fixture. In fact, I always like doing this. And I also don’t mind that the colour changes when I dim down the light. Maybe this is even an effect I want to have…?

LED will be the future. Period. But there is an awful lot to do before I accept it as a perfect replacement for the tungsten light we are still used to. The charm of a tungsten show is unmatched by modern LED fixtures. And I really feel we are loosing something by blindly following the LED way. I don’t expect the manufacturers to build brighter lights or faster lights. How much brighter and faster do you want to go? I expect them to build fixtures (and I know there are products around already that can do some of this to a certain extend) that offer:
– NO visible pixels. LED as a light source and not as visible “dots” everywhere.
– proper dimming. No further explanation needed.
– in also in the dimming section: Maybe it makes sense to build a light that behaves like a tungsten fixture? So that when you dim it, it changes the colour temperature according to a tungsten light source. But then, probably the spectrum will always remain in the way.

But then, there is a lot to say about the positive aspects of LEDs. I leave this to everyone else. If you want to contribute, then feel free to do so.

Ave.

I wish God could see the world the way I do.

I wish he could come down here, spend a day with me, walk around town and look at all the people that populate this place. How incredible wonderful this microcosmos of beeings really is. We would walk to the national theatre, stop by the swedish girls and get a coffee or a tea, then marvel and the flowers around the statue of Wenche Foss before we would spend a moment philospising about the works of Henrik Ibsen, as you are shure to do when you pass the massive statue of him and see his words inscribed in the street all the way down to the parliament. We would visit the newsstand on Karl Johan, and talk to the guy that always is there, always happy to help passers by with whatever they need or want. From there we would make our way down to the opera house, and on the way we would by a copy of =Oslo from the recovering drug addict that is selling it. God would surely tell him something profound and touch his shoulder, and then he would learn his name is Håkon, and that Håkon is a really compassionate person, who’s made a few wrong choices in this life, but is hoping to correct some of them before he caves under for good. Then a street performer, a musician, would get our attention with his beautiful rendition of Simon and Garfunkel’s sound of silence. We would stand and listen to him, and his little daughter would come out of nowhere and join in on the chorus. God would ask me if I know of this man, and I would say that, yes, I do know of him. He left his wife 9 years ago to travel the world, he wanted to be free and see all the things life has to offer. He left his wife and little girl because he wanted to be free, and almost lost all that he cared about in the process. Now he lives alone in Oslo, he earns his income by singing songs on the street, and he sees his daughter a couple times a week. He says he doesn’t know when his wife will forgive him, if she ever will, but at least he gets to be there now.

We would part with a hug from the old man, and we would walk on. Nodding gracefully to vendors, young boys and their girls, elderly ladies on their weekly shopping trip and to travelling monks of other religions who have come to tiger city this day. We would get caught up in a group of german cruise tourists on a guided tour, and we would shake hands with Henke and Ariel, a finnish couple here on a weekend getaway. They are newly married and are expecting their first child in a couple of months. They are as happy as ever, high on life and love itself. Living carefree in a castle built around themselves out of young and unbreakable love. God would put his hand on Ariel’s stomach, and with a faint whisper, he would speak a blessing so profound and beautiful that it can only be heard by newborn ears.

As we reach the waters edge, and the maarble majesty of the opera house, God would remind me yet again why I do what I do, and that a building such as this, surely demonstrates the greatness of mankind in a very subtle and poetic way. As we walk along the waters edge, a fisherman that never cathces fish yells at us, a good wish for wind in our sails and fish in our nets. A young couple walks by, she, clearly intoxicated, has taken of her shoes – he, well dressed in a suite that doesn’t look right for him is holding her stady as the pass down the ways into town again. We – would carry on, sneaking into Akershus fortress the backway everyone knows about, watching the lone royal guardsman on his patrol – the most symbolic of military positions this country have, a guard that is guarding nothing but history. As he puts his rifle on his shoulder and turns around to walk, I would lead God to the top of the old wall, and as the sun sets over Oslo tonight, I would say to God; look at your creation. Take a look at it, not from above where you belong nor from below where lucifer reigns, but look at this world the way we do. From eye to eye. From head to head. From person to person. Look at us the way we look at ourselves, and see, that really, all we ever do, is try the best we can.

Come down lord, and look at us the way we look at us. Come down tonight and share the world with us.

Here i am, just a simPle human being