Category Archives: Observing Brussels

Natura naturans (2/3) – Take a wolf

Posted on 10/07/2020 by markrowancropper

Photo: JOOIN Creative Commons The word “Ridiculous” resounded across the barbecue table. George was now in a tricky situation. Should he continue to engage with his lively guest? Of course, after all, for George, engagement was the highest form of … Continue reading →

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Natura naturans (1/3) – Shattered into pieces

Posted on 05/07/2020 by markrowancropper

Artwork by Enrique Cropper The fifth week of COVID confinement had just begun and Belgium was in lockdown. It was a fine April evening and George sat looking out from the terrace, towards his favourite part of the garden, where … Continue reading →

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The Kid

Posted on 27/05/2020 by gaelle6

N°476, not far to go now. Diana was walking fast along the avenue de la Couronne, a grey artery running between the neighbourhoods of Ixelles and Etterbeek in Brussels. She was not a city girl. She had a house in … Continue reading →

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It could have been you

Posted on 24/03/2020 by gaelle6

Charlotte and Jeffrey had been together for a lifetime. After a while, their friends had become part of one big melting pot and no one could really remember who was friends with whom first. They had various groups that they … Continue reading →

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Back to Go

Posted on 15/03/2020 by Katarina

The beginning of September. The magical white page time. Lou-Anne puts on a pair of pale jeans, a bottle-green tunic, and white sandals. She clips little silver half-moon earrings and with a sweep of a hand organizes the dark mane … Continue reading →

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