Besides from Soulwax, Duvel and les frites, I am quite a fan of the funkiest Belgian aspect of life: Magritte. I am reading a lot about him because he was as normal as my neighbour Sigurd but had a quirky inner world I would love to understand. He was neither an abstract nor a completely surrealist painter - he just decided to work his magic an set things that do not belong to places where everyone belongs. Phew. Larissa was flipping through my book and she found him 'disturbing'.
How 'disturbing' are our secret lives? How scary can we get if we run into the chance of expressing it? I hope we all had that ability, then the world would be full of colours and randomness, just like in one fine Pollock painting. And about him, there is this quote I plan to use when someone is again the victim of my abstract art obsession and asks me what on Earth am I staring at on a bright blue canvas: 'If you want to see a face, go look at a face'.
I wish some day someone gets not to see me... but me.
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