They married in Sweden and Germany. Once married, they left for London. From there they emigrated to the Netherlands, where my father found a job at the University of Leiden teaching English literature. So, the trunk they are leaning over in the photo, heralded a series of overseas emigrations.

My sister and I were brought up bilingually. Or actually trilingually. My parents introduced us to little Dutch kids in the neighbourhood very early on. And even though I very occasionally experienced some minor inconveniences of being ‘different’ (my father’s English accent was really much weirder than Barry Hughes’ on TV), I am very happy with my background. The perspective of ‘it can be done differently’ is ingrained deeply into me. No wonder I want to contribute as a COMMUNICATION ACTIVIST to the TURNING of our CRACKED SYSTEMS.

But there are MORE aspects of my work that I owe to my parents:

–At the dining table we were always discussing. My father was quite left-wing as a young man; he often went to Hyde Park to listen to the anarchists. Activism was instilled into me at an early age.

–My father QUESTIONED EVERYTHING. I also always look around, observe, ask questions, engage in conversations with very different people.

–My parents took us to many museums. For hours and hours. I didn’t always appreciate it, but it is where my love for art, design and images stems from. And that is essential for a STICKY COMMUNICATION.

–My father wrote the most beautiful poems and made beautiful collages. I also believe in working with artistic forms, to SPARK THE IMAGINATION, among others.

–My mother wore the most beautiful creations. I also love to dress up for work.

On 15 May 2022, we said goodbye to my father. On 5 November 2023 to my mother. I remember them lovingly every day. And I feel grateful that I can apply their talents, interests and (occasionally quirky) habits in my work.

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