CHRISTIAN LAUWERS: “I’m naturally drawn to ancient borders, where time accumulates and present-day lines blur.” Belgian artist Christian Lauwers talks about the ancient borders between Roman Gaul and Germania, why…
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*** I blur the forest’s contours, The trees lose their shape, The trunks turn to Stravinsky’s “Le Sacre du Printemps”. Snapped heads and twisted forearms Oaks, hornbeam, beech and spruce…
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LUC DE MAN: "The Wind Knows No Border" Belgian visual artist Luc De Man talks about the influence of Roger Raveel, why the three rivers that cross Momignies influenced his…
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Ottersdorf, Germany A secret spot not yet known to the public… Tucked away in Ottersdorf stands the childhood home of Anselm Kiefer — where he lived with his parents, siblings,…
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Publishing News The poem "A Human Loves the Beauty First" and Sara Maino’s painting "Do-in Attento" reflecting on the theme of ETHICS CLEANSING is published in MAINTENANT 19: A Journal of…
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*** Icy winds have swept across Monceau, Blowed the skirts of chestnuts up, Dozens of long-legged fawns and does, Occupy the cattail swamps - hunttime! Willow bogs are thrilled with…
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*** The sky over the forest of Monceau Is swelling, The flying boats of the chestnut leaves Are landing Over the salt-and-pepper waves - Your stormy hair, The smokey valley…
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*** The gentility of classical ballet: Rows of grapevines - ballerinas en pointe, In seductive emerald tutus, Wearing the black pearl sautoirs. Vendemmia - Swan Lake at its best, Dresses…
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*** The cupolas of churches, The cupolas of cows, The close-ups of silence, The close-ups of shrubs. The casual of coal, The casual of corn, In ‘Petit Granit’ are graveyards,…
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*** There is a mist In Hibiscus, The mist is blue - Oiseau Bleu! There is a kiss On a bell dress Written with water, There is home. There is…
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