As a Belgian expatriate in France since 2001, the spatial and temporal distance with my country has now grown sufficiently enough to allow me to deal with past uncertainties that have now gained a large inward territory claiming to be explored. My early question was: this Belgium, is it sinking meticulously into ruminating over the question of its various identities and misunderstandings or is it still a country? Having gone back there to rake up this Belgian humus, I soon reached the stratum of my memories. With the result that an autobiographic dimension was eventually added to my wisely documentary question: is it indeed a country that I departed from? And what have I left behind me?
Publisher: Le Bec en l'air