Life is simple. What happens in a villa, remains in a villa.
Life is simple, it’s to gather around fragments of art.
Life is simple, it’s a temporary summary.
Life is simple, being a teaching class hero.
Life is simple. It’s a degenerated exhibition.
Life is simple. It’s an overly informal diary.
Life is simple. It’s a gift from grandma.
Life is simple. It’s meant for the entertainment of mainly elderly people.
Life is simple. It’s light.
Life is simple. It’s celebrating daily astonishment.
Life is simple. In a village. For the frozen few.
Life is simple. It turns out to share art & relics of pornography.
Preparing an exhibition Requiem, Staden
Life is simple. Enjoy family-life.
….a day keeps the doctor away (from exhausted pedagogues).
Life is simple. Work with artists.
Life is simple. Have fun in Menen.
Life is simple. Cover it up, the Flemish way.
Life is simple. Imagine a tribute to all he former urban planners in Flanders. (The actual one, Leo Van Broeck, gives us hope)
Life is simple. Imagine a springtime walk in february.
Life is simple. Keep the doors open for people and their cabbages. Again.
Life is simple. Keep the doors open.
Life is simple.
Go to Koksijde and return the same day.
Life is simple. Go to Menen and return the same day.
Life is simple. Embrace the polychromy of the day.
Life is simple. It’s a diptych, at every 100 meters.