Today a reporter for the largest newspaper in the region came and interviewed Monique. Afterwards, I am sure she would have loved to talk to Jason, or Mary, or me about what we are working on, what we think of the Netherlands or why we came all this way to Kolderveen (pop. 200), but is seems that she was late for another appointment. Maybe we will see her on Saturday, for the soup?
Later a young photographer came by and took pictures of Monique sitting on a wall in the Cheese Hall. Apparently he wasn't much interested in another set-up (or anything else for that matter) because he went away and came back with a different lens and asked Monique to sit in the same spot for even more photos. He gave her some helpful pointers, such as "look dreamy" or "look ambitious" or "look like you are excited that you are going to have another cup of coffee". Personally, I have never tried to give similar instructions to the people I have photographed, but maybe something is lost in the translation. After a cigarette and another phone call he came back to say that he didn't have to get to his next appointment for a little while. I continued to do what it was that I was doing when he showed up, which was taking photographs of things I have gathered here in the community, all laid out in (hopefully) interesting arrangements on a table in the Cheese Hall. After a while of studiously ignoring the fact that I existed and quite obviously not photographing anything but Monique in a stupid pose, he left.
On Monday a local TV crew is coming by, ostensibly because what is going on here is very interesting.
