My name is Leon Giesen.
I live in Utrecht, close to Amsterdam, in The Netherlands.
I have been a professional musician for 10 years:
And an award winning documentarymaker for television for 10 years:
And for the last 10 years I have been touring The Netherlands with a (again award winning) combination of those two worlds.
The world of music (and stories) and the world of film (and stories).
I have called this combination 'MONDO LEONE' (Italian for Leon's World).
And have named my profession 'STORY HUNTER '.
Typical for Leon's World are:
The eye for detail...
This is a painted piece of chewing gum that I saw in London.
The fact that I do things my own way...
I am recycling the award that I have won.
I had this guilded 'Dutch Oscar' cut into pieces.
And I leave those pieces behind wherever people try to make the world more beautiful.
I call these engraved slices of my award: 'Gouden Randje' which is Dutch for 'Golden Lining'.
The engraving says: The K5LA (an American trainhorn that produces a, in my ears, truly magnificent chord) makes the world more beautiful.
I have glued this particular 'Gouden Randje' onto the arm of a railway crossing where the Amtrak trains 'whistle' this big-band-like chord.
And I have also honoured Ben Wilson, the artist that paints on chewing gum in London with a 'Gouden Randje' saying: Painted gum makes the world more beautiful.
And the last characteristic of Mondo Leone is that:
I do not rest until I have found the answers to the everyday mysteries I encounter.
This can be finding the man responsible for the poetical tuning of the train horn.
Or finding the place where a French postman called Ferdinand Cheval:
Fell over a stone while doing his round in 1879.
He went back to look at the stone and thought the stone was beautiful.
He started collecting those stones and built a palace in his backyard, using stones he had found, all by him self:
The 'Palais Ideal'.
It took him 33 years.
Eventually he did his rounds (32 km) pushing a wheel barrow to collect stones with.
He has always been vague about the exact spot where he stumbled.
The museum doesn't know....
But I made a reconstruction and I do.
And maybe I solved another mystery.
I think I broke a nazi-code.
A big newspaper ran an article about a coded sheet of music that suposedly lead to the location of a nazi-treasure (100 bars of gold and Hitler's personal diamonds).
A journalist had spent 7 years trying to break the code, but to no effect.
He gave up and published the document.
I recognized the letter M that was used.
Because I have a lovesong called M.
And had made a picture of an M on a Berlin railwaystation:
I discovered that the code is about the railway.
And after three days I had cracked it.
At least... I thought, and still think, I have a very good theory.
I have always said that, suppose I am right, I don't want to have anything of what is buried there.
But I would very much like to know if I am right.
Geologists, using ground radar, have seen an anomaly in the ground, exactly there where I say something must be buried.
Unlike regular treasure hunters I made my theory public and crowdfunded the test drilling:
And the unearthing (under supervision of a bomb expert) of the anomaly.
One could say there was no treasure buried there.
But there is now.
I buried something.
The treasure of Mondo Leone.
And during the big party we held for all 1000 people that supported the search (for 50 euro's each) I told the people what this treasure is.
But I will not tell you.