JE BENT DE MEER VOUDIGE TAAL — TU ES LA LANGUE PLURIELLE
A snapshot of abandonment.
The lettering of the sign is peeling off the wall.
Traces of glue remain, and so does the message.
The sculpture reflects the melancholy tone that Dora García
encountered both in the commune of Forest and in the poetry of
Sabah Zouein. García put a selection of Zouein’s verses on the
facade of the sports hall. She left out letters here and there, though
the text is still legible thanks to the traces of glue left on the concrete.
In doing so, García refers to the former brewery facing the sports hall.
Once a splendid building, it has been left abandoned for decades and
most of the guilded letters of the inscription Wielemans Ceuppens
have fallen off.
" Het was de zon in mijn hand
of de zon van de weiden in mei
op de drempel van de deur "
Vorst /Forest is a pleasant multicultural borough in south-west Brussels. In spite of its bustling industrial activity it also has a number of parks and some districts that are more residential. 2007 saw the opening of the Wiels Contemporary Art Centre in the impressive modernist building of a former brewery. Urban renewal centred on this building is gradually getting going. Other empty buildings have been converted into trendy apartment complexes. Wielemans-Ceuppenslaan forms a psychological boundary between the more impoverished working-class Sint-Antonius district and the residential area around the Dudenpark.
‘Je bent de meervoudige taal - Tu es la langue plurielle' was festively inaugurated on the 6th of May 2014 on Avenue Van Volxem, Wielemans-Ceuppens district in Forest.
In this case, Passa Porta cooperated with Wiels Centrum voor Hedendaagse Kunst, Vorst Council, Maison de Quartier Saint-Antoine, Maison des Jeunes de Forest, Les Bains:Connective, Une Maison en plus, asbl Lezarts Urbains, GC Ten Weyngaert, Wijkcontract Sint-Antonius, Lasso: Brussels Netwerk voor kunsteducatie en publieksbemiddeling, Gemeentelijke Nederlandstalige openbare bibliotheek Vorst.
MUR XL — IXELLES (ESTAMPAS) + JUEGO DE PISTAS
An enamel frieze wraps its words around Ixelles cemetery, built on its dead.