I took up Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu again this year after two years during which I stopped because I sort of broke a rib. I'm a lake person.
I love theory, and beauty in art and life.
I used to be a Chief Communications Officer in one of them. I used to write about (open) innovation.
In some others I used to teach at Fashion and Art Schools, was invited to speak about pictures in TV shows, and I took photos of billboards that came down.
Right now I'm a doctor. But that's not a job.
(in order of descending glamouresness)
...a German football trainer whose name I always forget
...I was an actor in a Woody Allen movie
...oh, and French.
If we take into account earlier comparisons, we consistently get
I'm worried now.
Pushkin: Onegin, Lermontov: A Hero of Our Times, Bronte: Wuthering Heights, Stendhal: Chartreuse de Parma,
Wittgenstein: Philosophische Untersuchungen, Karl Kraus: Die Fackel, Roland Barthes: Les Mythologies, etc.
Jirō Taniguchi, A man who walks; David Mazzucchelli, Asterios Polyp; Frank Miller, Sin City, Peter Kuyper, The System
Batalla en el Cielo (Battle in the Sky), Ghost Dog, Felicia's Journey, Exotica, The Adjuster, Don't Look Now, L'homme qui aimait les femmes, Existenz, Das Leben der Anderen;
The White Stripes, Molotov, Cafe Tacuba, Brooklyn Funk Essentials, Chinese Man, Brazilian Girls, Mos Def, Asheru, Band of Horses, A Tribe Called Quest, Faithless, The Tiger Lillies, Concha Buika, 2raumwohnung, Gramatik, Matthew Herbert,
the Late Andy Warhol, René Magritte, Lucian Freud, Saul Steinberg, David Hockney, Pieter Brueghel, Konrad Witz, Caravaggio and, of course (but not exactly for the same reasons) Helmut Newton.
(in variable order)
- and getting better at it.
That being said: I love dancing and other futile activities.