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Friday 18 May 2012
22:12 Hrs
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Self portrait of me by me

Aloha

G’day! My name is Ben and I’m the newest young talent to join the Dolly Rogers band of creatives. I’ve just migrated to Amsterdam from Paris after completing my Masters degree at Sorbonne. My speciality is graphic design and web development…and I also like to perform one or two ukulele cowboy tunes around the camp fire at nightfall. I also love to draw comics strips, you can check out my portfolio here.

In French art schools there are widespread rumours about Amsterdam being a dynamic, fresh and interesting city for anyone who loves “design and culture” (translation: parties and excessive over-indulgence). I needed to confirm this hearsay for myself. It’s been a few weeks since my arrival and I’ve already walked for hours along the canals, mainly in my bold quest to find a room. I’ve seen a few exhibitions like the current ‘Pretty Much Everything Else” at Foam. I’ve quickly learned to keep out of the way of the crazy cyclists, and by the way I’m now one of them, so bewaaare… I have the feeling that it’s going to be great indeed!

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BBQ love

If we were to write the Ten Commandments of Dolly Rogers for sure one would be “Celebrate life and friends with barbecue.”

Without over-intellectualising it, the BBQ is for us the ultimate sharing experience – a decent party combined with the love of a family gathering. For our third edition we invited an eclectic group of friends, clients and neighbours to join us for a good ‘ole fashioned Dolly Rogers style hoedown on our rooftop. We’re talking good quality meat from the markets, marinated in juicy flavours, wood cooked chooks and lots of fresh veges… that’s how we roll!

Everything was prepared with love during the day by “le chef” Chris and his 2 “commis” Charin and Jacob. At 5pm our first guests arrived… the rest is all love, good grub and me on the decks pumping music for the entire neighbourhood. During the night our office transformed into an old-school block party on the roof.

4am, 13 crates of beer later, the last BBQ soldiers are gone… We’ll clean it tomorrow.
Check out some of the pics here.