My BDW began in Milan, having a crazy meeting with Jovan at the design library in ZONA TORTONA. 09:15 A short espresso with Mauricio Ribotti: "Are you sure you have a meeting with Jovan this time in the morning? It must be a mistake!" 09:40 a man with a small black suitcase enters the café: "Hi CARO!" both man hug. "Oh! Galit, you are also here?" We sit down and immediately start to talk "design”. After 3 espressos I know I have found my partner for the next revolution! Coming to BDW was wonderful, like meeting old friends. BDW is the most passionate conference, full of amazing designpeople that share impossible designdreams. I was honored to be a part of this group  - and would love to see you all again!

Ms. Galit Gaon is the Chief Curator of Design Museum Holon and the founder, Director and Chief Curator of the Israeli Cartoon Museum at the Mediatheque Cultural Center .

Formerly founder, director and head of Department of Product Design in Askola School of Design, Tel Aviv, as well as senior lecturer in the Holon Institute of Technology (HIT), Holon. In 15 years of work Gaon initiated and curated numerous design exhibitions all over Israel, and was a partner and director of the a desgin studio for Museums, manager of program development and design management for the Tel Aviv Museum, Yad Vashem Museum, Eretz Israel Museum, Massuah Museum, the National Tibetan Museum, Tower of David Museum, the Museum of Islamic Art and various other projects of site conservation. She is a member of the board of the Advanced Design Forum of the Ministry of Industry, Trade and Labor and a member of the board of the Israeli Institute of Packaging and Design Manufacturers Association of Israel. Gaon received a Master from the University Art Gallery, Tel Aviv and a B.Des from Bezalel Academy of Art and Design.

Running in the morning through the city (down what the germans call a fussgangerzone) and being amazed by all the grand empty old buildings that reminded me of my Berlin beginnings. Grafitti on buildings. Lovely broken walls with acne'd facades from decades of reverse engineering. Discovering that all the ships on the river were party boats and open till the morning. Sweating so much in one of the clubs, my phone got messed up. Losing phone in said club. Visiting belgrade police station to report a then stolen phone to a twenty-something cop with a doctor's lab coat, listening to Rammstein (loudly) while hacking out my report on a pre-electric typewriter that looked (and sounded) as if it was from some era before typewriters were invented.   Thinking of Naked Lunch. Thinking of Die-Hard. Listening to architects talk about porous facades. Thinking of old smart bombs. Imagining the flash and crunch of several floors of reinforced concrete collapsing in on themselves. Wondering why I'm the only interactive guy here. Why are there so many beautiful women in Belgrade? Why are there so many beautiful women in Belgrade?!

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