"Carmen is in Paradise" (my Mom, Carmen, had passed away several months before)

The gallery in Brussels was located in a predominately residential neighborhood and located at the corner of a "rond-point" or roundabout, basically a rather busy intersection where many folks would take the tram or bus to go downtown. I'm not quite sure how it got started, I believe my friend and writer Paul Simonetti, suggested one day that we start writing phrases on the window of the gallery that faced and ran parallel with the tram tracks. We quickly realized that we literally had a captive audience, since the tram almost always slowed down when navigating the roundabout. Here are just a few excerpts from a month long - we changed the slogans daily, installation of basic communication.

"Another fuschia that has disappeared" (I had a terrible time keeping plants of any kind planted before they grew legs - it didn't help)