Month: December 2018

After visiting the revamped Africa museum in Tervuren, Brussels, which commemorates our colonial heritage in a supposedly introspective and decolonizing fashion, I was asked by one of the “friendly museum guides” on the scenic ride of tram 44 what I really thought about it, I told him that I did not like it all. He… Continue reading The Non-Sorrow of the Belgians: Africa Museum, Tervuren

I exit my apartment in Aalmoezenierstraat, Sint-Andries, Antwerp, and cross the road to the Salvation Army, where I buy myself a used red duffelcoat for 7,50 euro. It is a nostalgic choice as I have already owned and discarded many a red coat. My mother Annette Van Dijck gave me hers on one of my… Continue reading Salvation, Antwerpen. December 2019.