From now on each week, one the eight new chosen members ofthe EBU Radio Features Project Group will introduce him/herself,
so that you all know – more or less – who you are – professionally – dealing with..
1. The backyard
1946. Mother and our first portable radio.
I was 1 year old. With the big button I travelled to Reykjavik, Toulouse and Moscova.
1960. I earned my first tape recorder, a Grundig TK35, by delivering birthday cakes on bicycle.
An acrobatic exercise on the cobblestones of Flanders in the sixties.
A mean guy already : I recorded the noise of the garbage truck coming on wednesday noon.
The next tuesday noon I hid the loudspeaker behind the hedge and reproduced the sound of the truck.
Panic among the housewifes in my street!
2. The frontgarden
1972. Producer at VRT. Journalistic work and documentaries without knowing what it was.
1990. Started up feature team of Piazza with Flor Stein, Ronny Pringels, Luc Haekens, Jo Bucher, Annick Lesage etc. Prizes? Enough. (Everyday something disappears, with L.Haekens, Prix Italia, Premios Ondas, special recommendation Prix Futura)
1997. Leading Radio Training Department.
3. The House
For many years I had the chance to work in one of Europeâ€™s most beautiful broadcasting houses.
Shaped as an ocean streamship.
The Flagey Building (1935) in Brussels, a masterpiece of Art Deco, with its famous concert studio praised around the world for its unique acoustics. The favourite place of Stravinsky.
When I was thirteen, I gave a lecture about the Radio House at school. My dreamboat.
Years later, I managed to hijack the ship. As a gentlemen pirat.
Style and Rebellion was the device of our radio generation. How pathetic it may sound now!
Câ€™est la vie.
4. The international journey
Thatâ€™s here where I met you folks. Prix Europa, Prix Italia, the EBU and of course the IFC.
For 7 years, gently pushed by Leo Braun, I had the chance to be the captain of the IFC project group.
Now with the EBU Masterschool and some marvellous coaches, we are guiding young promissing radio talents through the wild waters of radio documentary making.
My device : I am not enough (Walt Whitman)