soul and seoul

i should be packed , but i am not packed, and i will not be packed before i "crash" tonight…i have a mid-day flight to korea, so i will get up very early and in one hour do what i have not done in ten hours today….some things never change….and i am guessing no more posting here for about 48 hours….

my project is to photograph the "heart and soul" of youth culture in south korea…a Magnum cultural project that will manifest itself in a book and exhibition for next year…ten or so of us are working on this project with everyone obviously working on different themes for two to three weeks each…

as a matter of fact, i think all of the other photographers are finished already except  alex majoli and me…alex  is doing an essay on food i think…well, the man is totally qualified to work on food….i mean, he is italian!!  and that boy can cook!!

but, am i qualified to work on  korean youth culture??   i have no knowledge….i have no plan…i have no place to go……but, i do  have a very long flight to  give it some thought….and, of course, i do  have some very good contacts… and  in my  previous  very brief visit to korea last year, i  do know how fascinating the youth culture in korea can be,  although i shot very  little last time….so now, there is that haunting  "blank slate" staring me in the face again…i hate it, i love it, i live with it…

very strange that i now owe you my opinion on the "goodbye" story , which i will write from seoul soonest, just as i am ready to move into the beginning of a new essay….hmmmm, who came up with this plan??  well, nobody has ever accused me of being a "planner" !!

do you plan or do you just jump in??  instinct or intellect?? analytical or serendipitous??

Koreahiphop

47 Responses to “soul and seoul”


  • David,

    I try very hard to plan… so I buy guides and maps (I love paper maps!), research Wikipedia and Wikitravel, and any other source I can find online, call on contacts, etc… and then my plans inevitably go forgotten and I follow my instinct as soon as I arrive at destination. So I’ve come to believe all my planning is just my security blanket, ready to thrown to the wind as soon as I set foot in the field and serendipity prevails.

    BTW, I’m Italian too and I can’t cook past some spaghetti with ready-made pesto, so perhaps Alex Majoli’s culinary talents shouldn’t be discounted.

    Say Hi to him from a fellow countryman and have a good flight.

    – Giancarlo

  • I am a planer, but when i am shooting nothing is going with plan :-) and i always have a lot of supricing situations out of a plan :-)

  • Intuition. Sometimes I just hold the map up and circle all the smallest dots. Take a train and watch photographs drift by at 60 km/hr. Get off and pick a random road and start walking. There is no science to it but yet it has never failed me.

    Photography is just an excuse to be an explorer. It brings back that feeling of being a kid, overturning rocks just to see what bugs are living underneath…. Discovery: That’s what I’m addicted to….. Structure in a way can oppress that. I’m a lot better off just feeling it out as I go, which can be a hard thing to learn how to do. There’s always that moment of suspension and anxiety that can make you question everything. I’m always afraid that I won’t make good images. I suppose that suspension is just the price required to qualify for serendipity……

  • Have fun David!

    From talking to other photogs it comes up that contacts are the key that unlocks the images. How do you make them? How do you keep them?

    I see good planning as giving you a framework to hang the spontanaity off. Research gives me an insight into what is important and where it may be found. Also the cultural dos and don’t of an area.

    I’m off to Serbia for the Guca trumpet festival today, camera in tow. So much for photographing close to home!

  • rafal…

    i will call you when i arrive in seoul….at marriott on the 10th….

    cheers, david

  • Always plan but be ready to change on a dime.

  • I agree with Rene. Research before going out to shoot, check it out once I’m there and plan where I want to be but if I find something else along the way drop all plans and go with what is happening.

  • David; i have something to share with you and others in regards to our assignment that you have given us due Sept.1/07 !! Firstly; i currently reside in san diego;ca. and have chosen tijuana for my fotographic essay. Since the begining i have been working diligently on this topic mexico;tijuana. My work on aug.07 yesterday had me in tijuana documenting the local culture in the red light district of the city. Now i’m always vigilant and alert as to what is happening around me. Safety always paramount to everything. However; my instincts didn’t serve me so well on this fateful day. In short I was the victim of a kidnapping and was held hostage for well over five grueling hours. In short I was speaking with a man that was standing in front of a hotel that
    was in a beautiful state of decay. Their were five levels to this location with a variety of characters and lives being lived behind
    the closed doors.

    Firstly; this man told me he had personal relationships with many of the patrons at this establishment. He mentioned that he
    would be happy to introduce me to various people and that based on our interaction the pictures could be a very real possibility. Of course trust was the main issue at hand. so the
    story goes……….

    So i follow this guy up three flights of stairs to room # 17. Inside
    was a man and a woman sprawled out onto a bed. It seemed as
    though they had been napping.Somycontactintroduces me to this couple and explains that i’m a photographer documenting various cross-sections of lives in tijuana. At this
    point i had only photographed skaters in the park//lovers in the
    park enjoying the sunshine. Furthermore; a pastor and his beautiful family at the catholic church in the zona rio area.

    I should also mention that my interaction with this guy pre-room
    # 17 was limited to under 10 minutes of dialogue. So here i am
    inside this small concrete cubicle 10×11 sq.ft approx. Myself &
    three strangers. They offered me a milk crate tipped on it’s side
    for comfort. Then i explained my agenda and intentions. I made
    it very clear that exploitative pictures with people in compromising or dangerous//illegal activities wasn’t my cup of
    tea. Instantly; the guy that directed me to this room had left and
    returned shortly with a bottle of tequila that he consumed with in a gulp. I must say honestly this made me uneasy. He then stands in front of the door after locking the deadbolt. Then he says; ” how can I trust you?” After this he produces a machete as
    well as a butterfly knife and a piece of rebar steel taped with black electrical tape. All three people had weapons except me even the woman.

    At this time i thought he was testing me… perhaps; to see what
    i’m made of ? He then explains that i must empty out all contents from all of my pockets in which i did !! I had a wallet 2
    credit cards cell phone 18 dollars a few rolls of fuji color negative film. Once everything was out of my pockets and onto the floor he started shuffling through all personal items. At this
    moment i realized the reality of this unreal and unfamiliar situation.

    He wanted money as much as he could get and i was his ransom.
    I was determined to keep my emotions and feelings inside. He then produced a glass pipe and they all started smoking the
    insidious drug crystal meth. After smoking the guy whom brought me up to the room turned very violent and clearly
    psychotic. inventing schemes on how they could kill me and dispose of my body. I will spare everyone the psychotic banter
    that i had to endure for several hours as a captive.

    In between the death threats and repeated blows to the head and
    face i shed silent tears. I thought to myself after all of the places
    i had been in the world and photographed this was my final stop.

    The same guy took my cell phone and called several family members and dear friends at random demanding money via a
    wire transfer. He couldn’t get money from my credit cards as they are not atm activated. Once he realized that is when he
    started the random calls to family//friends. Immediately the
    F.B.I. was on the case and in negotiations. This didn’t seem to
    phase him as he was institutionalized for much of his life for
    murder according to him. Not your average HUMAN !!

    At one point he left to presumably get more drugs and as he said to make plans to transport me to a secret location. So already beaten up and bruised//swollen etc. I decided to make a
    break.

    My choices were to run to the window and jump out of the third
    story which i considered. Then i focused on both the man and his girlfriend. All of their non verbals i was watching. She with the knife he with the machete//rebar. Luckily; for me his weapons were at his side not in hand. the woman had the knife
    in hand……

    Fight or Flight>> I told the couple i was going to pass out and needed air. they said i could stand by the window which is adjacent to the bed. With the quickest most fierce move i have
    ever made i grabbed the knife with my right hand tossed it aside and started fighting for my life.

    I don’t wish to relive or go into details as it’s unimportant. Needless to say I escaped the situation shouting help and that
    people were trying to kill me.

    The criminals fled into the street and vanished into the night.
    Outside of the hotel were police whom did help me recover my
    car keys and empty wallet with my california drivers license. As
    for my cameras their gone…..a contax t2……a pentax superprogram with a beautiful 24mm lens.

    Naturally; i then proceeded to follow the police to the station to
    fill out an incident report. Clearly they didn’t care. In one word
    no compassion. They wouldn’t even give me a ride to the border
    as i was pretty thrashed. As soon as i reached the border U.S.
    Customs i explained my dillema to a american official. He expressed empathy and concern followed with grim statistics.

    Apparently; kidnappings//extortion//murder//corrupt officials//people on the take//organized crime etc. are all to
    common themes in this heavily trafficked border town called;
    “Tijuana.”

    Once I got to the downtown San Diego precinct the police were
    eager to help and sympathetic to the situation. I have decided that I personally don’t have any desire to track down the perpetraitors as i fear for retribution. Fear is no way to LIVE.

    My thoughts this morning upon waking were how will this affect
    my approach to fotographie? In my heart i feel that i should not
    skip a beat and continue to do what i have always done…
    Expose more film//develop//scan//print//etc…. this is what i
    know for sure.

    Has anyone had a similiar experience or have any ideas as to how to assimilate this hellish experience in a healthy way ?

  • hi david, have a nice time in seoul and let we know your point of view… ciao

  • David; i have something to share with you and others in regards to our assignment that you have given us due Sept.1/07 !! Firstly; i currently reside in san diego;ca. and have chosen tijuana for my fotographic essay. Since the begining i have been working diligently on this topic mexico;tijuana. My work on aug.07 yesterday had me in tijuana documenting the local culture in the red light district of the city. Now i’m always vigilant and alert as to what is happening around me. Safety always paramount to everything. However; my instincts didn’t serve me so well on this fateful day. In short I was the victim of a kidnapping and was held hostage for well over five grueling hours. In short I was speaking with a man that was standing in front of a hotel that
    was in a beautiful state of decay. Their were five levels to this location with a variety of characters and lives being lived behind
    the closed doors.

    Firstly; this man told me he had personal relationships with many of the patrons at this establishment. He mentioned that he
    would be happy to introduce me to various people and that based on our interaction the pictures could be a very real possibility. Of course trust was the main issue at hand. so the
    story goes……….

    So i follow this guy up three flights of stairs to room # 17. Inside
    was a man and a woman sprawled out onto a bed. It seemed as
    though they had been napping.Somycontactintroduces me to this couple and explains that i’m a photographer documenting various cross-sections of lives in tijuana. At this
    point i had only photographed skaters in the park//lovers in the
    park enjoying the sunshine. Furthermore; a pastor and his beautiful family at the catholic church in the zona rio area.

    I should also mention that my interaction with this guy pre-room
    # 17 was limited to under 10 minutes of dialogue. So here i am
    inside this small concrete cubicle 10×11 sq.ft approx. Myself &
    three strangers. They offered me a milk crate tipped on it’s side
    for comfort. Then i explained my agenda and intentions. I made
    it very clear that exploitative pictures with people in compromising or dangerous//illegal activities wasn’t my cup of
    tea. Instantly; the guy that directed me to this room had left and
    returned shortly with a bottle of tequila that he consumed with in a gulp. I must say honestly this made me uneasy. He then stands in front of the door after locking the deadbolt. Then he says; ” how can I trust you?” After this he produces a machete as
    well as a butterfly knife and a piece of rebar steel taped with black electrical tape. All three people had weapons except me even the woman.

    At this time i thought he was testing me… perhaps; to see what
    i’m made of ? He then explains that i must empty out all contents from all of my pockets in which i did !! I had a wallet 2
    credit cards cell phone 18 dollars a few rolls of fuji color negative film. Once everything was out of my pockets and onto the floor he started shuffling through all personal items. At this
    moment i realized the reality of this unreal and unfamiliar situation.

    He wanted money as much as he could get and i was his ransom.
    I was determined to keep my emotions and feelings inside. He then produced a glass pipe and they all started smoking the
    insidious drug crystal meth. After smoking the guy whom brought me up to the room turned very violent and clearly
    psychotic. inventing schemes on how they could kill me and dispose of my body. I will spare everyone the psychotic banter
    that i had to endure for several hours as a captive.

    In between the death threats and repeated blows to the head and
    face i shed silent tears. I thought to myself after all of the places
    i had been in the world and photographed this was my final stop.

    The same guy took my cell phone and called several family members and dear friends at random demanding money via a
    wire transfer. He couldn’t get money from my credit cards as they are not atm activated. Once he realized that is when he
    started the random calls to family//friends. Immediately the
    F.B.I. was on the case and in negotiations. This didn’t seem to
    phase him as he was institutionalized for much of his life for
    murder according to him. Not your average HUMAN !!

    At one point he left to presumably get more drugs and as he said to make plans to transport me to a secret location. So already beaten up and bruised//swollen etc. I decided to make a
    break.

    My choices were to run to the window and jump out of the third
    story which i considered. Then i focused on both the man and his girlfriend. All of their non verbals i was watching. She with the knife he with the machete//rebar. Luckily; for me his weapons were at his side not in hand. the woman had the knife
    in hand……

    Fight or Flight>> I told the couple i was going to pass out and needed air. they said i could stand by the window which is adjacent to the bed. With the quickest most fierce move i have
    ever made i grabbed the knife with my right hand tossed it aside and started fighting for my life.

    I don’t wish to relive or go into details as it’s unimportant. Needless to say I escaped the situation shouting help and that
    people were trying to kill me.

    The criminals fled into the street and vanished into the night.
    Outside of the hotel were police whom did help me recover my
    car keys and empty wallet with my california drivers license. As
    for my cameras their gone…..a contax t2……a pentax superprogram with a beautiful 24mm lens.

    Naturally; i then proceeded to follow the police to the station to
    fill out an incident report. Clearly they didn’t care. In one word
    no compassion. They wouldn’t even give me a ride to the border
    as i was pretty thrashed. As soon as i reached the border U.S.
    Customs i explained my dillema to a american official. He expressed empathy and concern followed with grim statistics.

    Apparently; kidnappings//extortion//murder//corrupt officials//people on the take//organized crime etc. are all to
    common themes in this heavily trafficked border town called;
    “Tijuana.”

    Once I got to the downtown San Diego precinct the police were
    eager to help and sympathetic to the situation. I have decided that I personally don’t have any desire to track down the perpetraitors as i fear for retribution. Fear is no way to LIVE.

    My thoughts this morning upon waking were how will this affect
    my approach to fotographie? In my heart i feel that i should not
    skip a beat and continue to do what i have always done…
    Expose more film//develop//scan//print//etc…. this is what i
    know for sure.

    Has anyone had a similiar experience or have any ideas as to how to assimilate this hellish experience in a healthy way ?

  • Hey, David,

    I’m in the middle of planning a trip myself right now. Off to one of the smallest island-provinces here in the Philippines late next week. I hope the typhoons give me a break…

    I usually try to find out everything I can about a place I’m going to and then filter everything down to the “concepts” that best represent what the place is all about. I make a shot list most of the time, just to help details burn into my subconscious. That’s about all the planning I do. When the day finally comes, I just make sure I’m where I need to be when I need to be there and then go with the flow.

    Good luck in Seoul! And I do believe you promised me a critique…

    Cheers,

    Jeryc

  • David:

    as to your questions:

    1. jump in after having tickled some plan
    2. instinct tinted with the dew of thought
    3. hope for serendipity

    :)))

    if you need “contacts”, send me an email: have students there, but more importantly, i’m meeting today with a Korean student (about whom i am also doing a project) and i can ask her too for some tips for you…

    let me know if you need more info/help :))))

    be safe my friend, we;ll talk when you return….

    bob

  • The Marriot on the 10th? Good hotel!!!! Wish I could afford it LOL

  • Hey David, I’m currently in Seoul for a week in the insa dong area, maybe you can drop me a message if you wish to meet for a coffee?

  • I recognize many of the same thought patterns with planning – and especially the “Oh, crap what do I do now,” lol.

    I plan. I plan to make my own luck, I plan to put myself in the situation with the best potential for magic and then … I try to let go, to be there, to be here now, to get outside my head and into the world.

    I plan not to worry. Serendipity is my friend.

    I have to be open to where I am, flexible, in the moment. I try to find places or situations that give me a sense of wonder … new places, special ones … and then attempt to convey what I’m feeling. I find that if I overthink it, it kills the moment, the creativity … at least for me. Sometimes I just sit, waiting for … something special. I do work a scene extensively, often as a prerequisite for composition and the wait, but nothing really beats shooting from instinct when you’re in the groove, on the juice and the gods are smiling on you – I’m never so high.

    So my tenant is to plan, plan, plan … make my own luck … but slow down, look, be prepared for the unexpected … be open to seeing it, feeling it, taking a chance, making a connection, having an experience, dumping the plan, riding the wave, exploring the tangent, being a traveler, a participant … not a tourist. I’m starting to see.

    At least, that’s the plan.

  • Robert,

    That was a horrible situation to face. I have not found myself in anything even close to what you experienced, but here’s what I would offer… if you care about working on projects that might take you to dangerous areas — and if you don’t want your primary photographic tools (your eye and soul) to be permanently dulled — you will need to reflect on what could have been done beforehand to prevent the situation, learn from it: reach inside of you to find a place where you can deal with these demons, keeping them at bay while still being able to feel them; and then go back to shooting again. Maybe in a safe place to start. :)

    Glad you’re safe at home!

    Giancarlo

  • Robert,
    That’s terrible, I’m sorry to hear that. While I haven’t been in any situations to that magnitude, I have been involved in some bad circumstances where my trust has been violated. The one piece of advice that I might give you is to don’t stop trusting people because of this incident. That’s the mistake I made for a time afterward, and it’s something I regret. Because the thieves seemed so “sincere”, in the months following I became suspicious of anyone who was overly kind. It was miserable to live in this kind of paranoia. I came to the conclusion that the biggest thing that was stolen from me was my peace of mind, which is a terrible thing to take from someone. The price of a camera or a project or a wallet or a passport wasn’t worth the feeling of suspicion and mistrust that filled my soul. I guess what I’m getting at is that in my opinion it is better to trust and have that trust violated, than to never trust at all. So, many months after all of this I finally was able to forgive the unknown deceivers and overcome my fears and start to trust again. It was vital to me as a photographer, because trust is such an important element.
    That being said, there is a big difference in what happened to you in that your life was threatened, so maybe what I’ve written applies less, I’m not sure, but my inner feeling is that it doesn’t. I’m glad that you’re okay.

  • Robert,

    Hang in there brother.

    MK

  • david alan harvey

    hello all..

    i have just arrived in seoul and want to respond to all of you , but first let me write for a minute about the experience of robert….

    first of all, i am obviously pleased you are out and in one piece….the cameras can be replaced…you cannot…

    i can totally imagine the scenario….i imagine myself going into the “unkown” as did you, but your experience is beyond anything that has happened to me…

    i work in many similar potentially dangerous areas, but i usually try to have somebody from the area with me…somebody who is “street wise”, knows the locals and maybe will have some incentive to get me “out”…

    tijuana is flat out known to be dangerous or, at least, potentially so…finding the right person to be with you and “take you in” is an art in itself, but you really need to learn this “art”..requires both common sense and good instincts…i try to make friends with a “bad guy” who will become a “good guy” with me..go slow…buy him a beer first….figure it out..look him hard in the eyes…the eyes usually say everything…

    having said this , i have no doubt that i and many of us, have just “lucked out” in not having had a similar fate as you…

    well, do not lose your “guts”, but be smart….do not go alone…..and know when to walk away fast….

    welcome back amigo..

  • david alan harvey

    rafal and fabien…

    my hotel phone for the next few days in seoul is: 6282-6262 and i am in room 910…..i will probably rest until later this afternoon and i have to go to a pre-workshop party of some kind tonight…my classes will be all day for the next four days…but, i should be free at night…and then after the 15th i will be shooting all around town..we should be able to meet with no problem….

    rafal, i have your phone…will call soonest…..

  • giancarlo- in retrospect i should have taken the time as david
    mentioned buying “the bad guy;” a beer or perhaps some food !!
    Unfortunately; i was thinking about how many hours of daylight i
    had left and all of the rolls of film i wanted to expose_overzealous ?

    mark davis- “it’s better to trust and have the trust violated, than to never trust at all.” golden words my friend//your absolutely right.furthermore; trust is integral to the human experience without trust we have nothing. vigilance is key

    david alan harvey- i appreciate your thoughtful response. at some point could you talk about ways in which you arrange a fixer or contact//guide ? Also any standard fees that apply or
    formalities that you follow ? You mentioned an incentive for your
    contact//fixer to assure ones safety & protection. Please expound on this as i feel this is relevant as to what we do as
    photographers.

    i was thinking about certain fotographers whom specifically
    work in dangerous terrain to many to list etc. However two come
    to mind alex majoli favelas & boogie whom deals
    with the most adverse conditions imaginable ? i’m sure they both
    have their fair share of war stories between them.

    lastly thanks to all whom voiced concern your kind thoughts &
    words surely didn’t fall on deaf ears. Humans like you will always
    restore my faith in humanity. TRUST & FAITH !!

  • I left a message this afternoon but you were not back to your hotel. I’m currently in an hostel with my fiancé not so far away from you (few subway station).

    You can also reach me at 02 742 1096. It says it’s a public phone but it’s the hostel phone. Just ask for Fabien. Else you can just tell me when you want me to call you, I don’t want to wake you up.

    Tried to send that message to a guessed magnumphotos email address, but bounced back :) You can reach me at fabienpenso AT gmail DOT com if you wish.

  • Hello David,

    I’m currently working and living in Seoul, and trying to figure out what Seoul is all about. If you want to meet up for a chat and a coffee, drop me an email. Not sure what input I can provide, but I think I might be able to provide a little.

    Regards,

    Gareth.

  • gareth…

    i could not find your email..but i did like many of your photographs… you will see my hotel phone above…i will try to hook up with you and rafal and fabian at some point soonest…problem is, i cannot sleep tonight and i imagine i am going to be a disaster tomorrow..but, be patient and we will make it work..

  • Gareth,

    interesting photos, I just had a look. What are you doing in Seoul?

    David,

    I spent the whole day looking for apartments so I think Im even more exhausted than you are. LOL. Take your time and when you are rested give me a call. How was the party?

  • Ah, apologies – I thought it was displayed. gjelley at gmail dot com should do it…

    Look forward to meeting. I don’t tend to sleep much at night, so perhaps we can meet in the evening? Tonight is a good time, as I’m working again Monday… Glad you liked some of the shots.

    Rafal, I’m teaching, to pay my way, and just shooting here. Living and learning. I was in China last year. Hope we can meet up at some point.

    Gareth.

  • Gareth,

    Didn’t even notice but I think we are within the same flickr groups in general Hehe. Just added you and Rafal as Flickr friends.

  • penso,

    not only that but we all have Korea in common, too:)

  • tom hyde..

    you said it perfectly…..that is exactly the way i think also….

  • rafal, fabien,gareth…

    i came back to the hotel last night early after a long long day of portfolio reviews…i am teaching at the boda art center of photography (near the seoul arts center)…know it??..

    anyway, i crashed hard….i usually sleep 4-5 hrs at night, but last night i went into deep deep sleep for about 10 hours…maybe now i am back to “normal”…i do have class from 2-10pm today…so, you can see i am on a pretty tight schedule…

    there is a “wrap up party” on tuesday evening at the art center and i am sure it would be fine if you came to this as my guests..6pm…

    by wednesday i will also have a local mobile phone and i start shooting on the “youth culture” project…

    it is too early in the morning to call any of you now, but i will try calling you mid-morning….if, by chance, you are up now(7am), give me a call…

    i look forward to meeting all of you…

    cheers, david

  • My friend teaches at Boda and Ive taught a few classes there too. I just got up after having been out with Gareth and fabien last night.

  • rafal…

    please all of you met for an night out!! sorry i missed that one, but i was in no condition for anything…

    i just tried the telephone number i have for you…a woman answered who did not speak english…please try to call me at my hotel…i might have your number wrong somehow..or i am leaving a number out…cell phone??.i will be here for another hour and a half…

    maybe you could come by for breakfast tomorrow morning?? hope we speak soonest….

  • mark…

    i think you are absolutely right…you just have to basically trust people…particularly for what we do…when you have been “violated”, it is hard to keep this…and paranoia reigns….but you seem to have developed the right attitude..i just do not know how else to go through life…

    after all, we have chosen a way of going through life that involves many many many risks…this is just one of them…we have chosen this life and so we must, to some extent, live with some of the “downside”…however, moving forward with prudence does mitigate ….

  • jeryc…yes, i did promise you a critique…will do now…david

  • bob…

    i would appreciate any contacts you have here in korea….i am in pretty good shape in that regard, but you never know from whence comes the best advice…

  • jeryc..

    i just spent about a half hour looking at your work…you will find a brief critique in your private email…

  • David,

    Just woke up :) Breakfast for tomorrow morning sounds good to me, so does the party on tuesday. When is it good to call you at your hotel this evening ?

  • Hey David,

    I just left you a message. My number is 011-9136-3071. Its a cell number so you have to dial all the digits. Ill call you tonight anyway, just in case.

  • Hey David,

    I called you around 10 regarding the breakfast tomorrow. Id love to come and meet you. If you can, write what time you would like to meet. im going to check your blog and my email around 6 am tomorrow. Thanks.

  • rafal and fabien…

    i have to meet with chien-chi chang at 8:30am…he is working on the korea project also…give me til 10:30am to meet with you guys…i just have to go over some magnum stuff with him alone..i am sure you understand….if he sticks around you can meet him too…very very nice man…and, yes, the party tuesday night will be fun and you can see the student work as well…

    look for me in the lobby 10:30am…i might be in the little coffee area on the back side of the lobby…you should recognize me because i am really really bald!!!

  • great…see you at 10:30 in the lobby.

  • David,

    Thank you, thank you, thank you for your words. You’ve got me thinking now. Really thinking. I will get back to you as soon as I can with my answers to your questions. By the way, I sent Dan Westergren a CD like you suggested. It’s almost been a month. I’ll follow it up with him after my trip.

    Maraming salamat! (That’s “Thank you very much” in Filipino.)

    Jeryc

  • Hello David,

    I was wondering if you planned on wandering around either this evening or Tuesday evening? Wednesday is a public holiday, so Tuesday night would ideal for me, if you want to explore.

    Drop me an email, if you get chance,

    Regards,

    Gareth.

    gjelley@gmail.com

  • gareth…come to the student wrap party at the boda art center …. 6pm…i had breakfast with rafal and fabien this morning and i think they are coming…surely there will be party after the party…..i have been “locked up” tight for four days, so i will be in the mood!!

  • Ah, is the party on Tuesday? I’ll try to swing by, but I may not be able to get there at six… Which station do I go to? I’ll definitely be there for the party after the party…

  • its at nambu Terminal station. Get out at the Nambu Terminal exit (look for the exit where the terminal is) and walk straight for 5 minutes till you get to the forst HUGE intersection. Cross and turn left immediately. You will see a gas station on your right and Boda is right there.

  • Cheers, Rafal. I’ll be there at 7.00pm, I think, but will give you a call if it turns out to be later… It may be earlier… Got some work I need to finished.

    Do you know the number of that exit at Nambu?

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