Tag Archives: moment

This is my life.

Posted on April 7, 2010 by hp

Sleeping ’til the sun is high in the sky. Dreaming about the future. Eating breakfast with the best girl I know while reading the paper. Working on incredible, fantastic, boring, exciting, exhausting and extremely challenging projects. All of them at … Continue reading →

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Magic.

Posted on February 3, 2010 by hp

I’m working on a TV show this week, and we’re having it in Oslo’s old “Folketeatret” – the peoples theatre. The building was completed in 1935 and used as a cinema until 1952. From 1959 the Norwegian Opera and Ballet … Continue reading →

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The future.

Posted on November 24, 2009 by hp

Who knows what the future will be like? I dont’t. And neither do you. In fact, no one does, because the future isn’t yet. No one can know what doesn’t exist. …Yet, do you ever have this feeling, this feeling … Continue reading →

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These days

Posted on November 14, 2009 by eyal

She doesn’t get out of bed these days. These are the days we were told are the most critical, these days, more critical than the days in the future, or those in the past. And yet, these days we can’t help … Continue reading →

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Knowing.

Posted on September 10, 2009 by hp

How well do we really know the friends we make in adulthood? And in the age of lies, what can be made of the person who tells untruths so small they serve no obvious purpose? I hope you know me. … Continue reading →

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It’s the experience that counts… isn’t it?

Posted on June 27, 2009 by eyal

For our readers who didn’t get the reference, the title of this post was also the title of Georg’s Dissertation (or FRP for some). For my FRP I wrote about haitian and african trances and the methods of entering them, without ever … Continue reading →

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You can’t play on broken strings…

Posted on June 7, 2009 by georg

… that is certainly true. When you have a guitar and the strings are broken it becomes rather difficult to play a tune – or at least to play an harmonic one. My guitar is my life and the strings … Continue reading →

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