Privately open doors and my (almost) private vernissage
Events

Privately open doors and my (almost) private vernissage

I met Krassimir Savov (Bulgaria) at his exhibition of icons and paintings in a downtown gallery. We had a brief but nice conversation. I told him about my painting classes at the Art Academy and he shared about the Open Doors he and his life partner, the Moldovan painter Cezara Kolesnik, organise at their atelier … Continue reading

Brussels Underground
Places

Brussels Underground

Brussels is a city where thousands of people come on a business trip, spend a day or two in the glassy institutional European quarter and then stigmatise it as being boring and unattractive. But Brussels is essentially different from this widely-shared perception. It has its well hidden, private, enchanting side. And a part of it … Continue reading

Janina Arsenjeva: It is a privilege to be part of the disability movement
People

Janina Arsenjeva: It is a privilege to be part of the disability movement

Janina Arsenjeva, originally from Estonia, was reborn a Brusseler around 8 years ago. She has since learnt French (and is learning Dutch), turned vegetarian, travelled Europe back and forth and become a proud home owner in Schaerbeek. Although a severely able-bodied person herself, she has found application for her advocacy and research skills in the … Continue reading

Tango madness
Events

Tango madness

The Brussels Tango Festival once again gathered tango aficionados from different parts of the world, even though, as usual the Europeans took over. What made this year’s edition exceptional was that it was its 10th anniversary. It didn’t differ much from the previous years though. This was my fourth Brussels Tango Festival and to me it was … Continue reading

Lost in Brussels
Life

Lost in Brussels

I rushed out of the office still hoping not to be late for my class in the gym. I was planning to go to place Chatelaine after to enjoy the lively atmosphere of the Wednesday market and get material for a post in my blog. Just before entering the metro I grabbed a small Milka … Continue reading