Skype-performance, BRDG, Antwerp, Belgium, 09.06.2013
The fake curls, thrown on the pavement, obviously missing from a kid's head in the Jewish neighbourhood.
The yellow house by the port that someone warned me not to approach.
“Not only you haven't learnt a word in flemish, but also your english aren't any better than when you arrived here.”
It was kind of unfair, I had learnt at least two words in flemish.
An old store, I think it was a photo studio, with a big label “Rubens”.