{"id":32,"date":"2026-08-17T19:35:43","date_gmt":"2026-08-17T19:35:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/index.php\/background\/"},"modified":"2026-08-19T18:15:58","modified_gmt":"2026-08-19T18:15:58","slug":"background","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/index.php\/background\/","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"wp-block-columns is-layout-flex wp-container-core-columns-is-layout-794e3cfa wp-block-columns-is-layout-flex\">\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I grew up not knowing my father.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">He was not part of my upbringing, and for a long time I knew very little about him. Only later did I begin to understand that one half of my story came from somewhere else, from another country, another family, another history.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">What surprised me was that learning more about him did not only teach me about why he disappeared. It taught me more about myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Perhaps that is where my fascination with stories began.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-column is-layout-flow wp-block-column-is-layout-flow\">\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\"><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"819\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/ChatGPT-Image-19-aug-2026-19_04_24-819x1024.png\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-106\" srcset=\"https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/ChatGPT-Image-19-aug-2026-19_04_24-819x1024.png 819w, https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/ChatGPT-Image-19-aug-2026-19_04_24-240x300.png 240w, https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/ChatGPT-Image-19-aug-2026-19_04_24-768x960.png 768w, https:\/\/lisawade.nl\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/08\/ChatGPT-Image-19-aug-2026-19_04_24.png 1122w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 819px) 100vw, 819px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">He was a filmmaker, actor, writer  and narrator, just like his parents. Just like me. He always told me to &#8216;never grow up&#8217;. So I guess I inherited that from him as well: a refusal to stop looking at the world with the curiosity of a child.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Children ask the questions adults learn to stop asking. Why? Why not? What happened? What does that feel like? What if it were me?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I have tried to hold on to that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">We often think we listen to stories to understand other people. But sometimes the opposite happens too. The more deeply we understand another person, the more clearly we begin to see ourselves.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">That idea has followed me through more than twenty years of work in television, journalism, education, live events and storytelling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I have always been drawn to the moment when something stops being abstract.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">A war is almost impossible to comprehend. One frightened child is not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Climate change can feel distant. The disappearance of a place you love does not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">A political issue can seem theoretical until you meet the person whose life is shaped by it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">That is where stories matter to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">In programs such as Het Klokhuis, Vroege Vogels, 13 in de Oorlog and De Slavernij Junior, I kept returning to the same question: how do you make something that feels far away become close enough to matter?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Not by simplifying it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">By staying curious long enough to find the human experience inside it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I believe the shortest distance between two people is not information. It is recognition.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">The moment you recognise something of yourself in someone else, distance begins to disappear. Curiosity replaces judgement. A story about \u201cthem\u201d becomes a story that also says something about you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">That is the thread through my work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I am drawn to subjects such as freedom, human rights, nature, identity, grief, belonging, behaviour and the way we live alongside one another. But I am just as interested in the form that allows those subjects to come alive.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Sometimes that is a television program.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Sometimes an interview.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">Sometimes a live event, a talk, a workshop, a ceremony or a story that does not yet know what shape it wants to take.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-medium-font-size wp-block-paragraph\">I like to be involved early. To ask questions. To find the heart of an idea. To understand the people involved. 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