...and me - I´m as dumb as the next guy: I thought all these weird art-girls were incredibly exiting and intrigueing, but ten years later they´ve all married lawers and doctors (steady income) or have found God or have moved back to Norway to become junior executives in their father´s business. I dreamt of meeting "Suzanne" from the Leonard Cohen song, or rock n´rollers with one foot in their graves, or "Kiki of Montmartre" instead I just met a lot of middle-class kids like myself who would go on to major in boredom from the university of Pose.
Bohemia is just another word for nothing left to abuse, all the watering holes are gone: Cheap apartments, cheap hookers, cheap drugs. And where exactly IS Bohemia™? maybe it's in London or Berlin or New York but these places have been cleaned up too.
Fundamentally I think the Scandinavian welfare system has a big problem: People live well but there is nothing to make art from: No drama, no contrasts, just a lot of well-fed children of all ages waiting for Christmas.
But who needs art anyway...I mean if you were on a sinking ship and there was only room for you and two more people in the lifeboat and you had to choose between a doctor, a policeman and an artist who would you choose? - the doctor is in, that goes without saying, but what about the policeman? he can defend you against enemies, he´s likely to be practical, he can handle stress and anxiety well, and he might even have a few good jokes about immigrants up his sleeve.
And the artist? you´ll most likely find him in a corner dodging work and complaining about his health after he ate all the food and stole your blanket.