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For this year’s Onrust publication, I was asked to have a small dialogue with @janacoorevits about my master’s project ‘Het haar van mijn mama’. Still very happy that I was introduced to her and we could talk so well. Today, I find myself thinking back to our conversation and the beautiful words she shared with me. 💌 Read here: https://schoolofartsgent.be/lees-kijk-luister/the-unraveling-of-a-torment-you-have-to-begin-somewhere
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1 year ago
Reweaving umbilical cords Handweaving on my 4 shaft loom 8mx40cm
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1 year ago
Two small weavings of my dad and brother in 2003 looking at each other after looking at the camera.💙
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2 years ago
Grietje, voor en met oma In @murmur.ghent @puinhoofd @vansewah @idaroosdesmet @evaacobs Grietje Kramp-Bom Opening 15.05.2026 Onderbergen 51 9000 Gent Gecureerd door @vansewah
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1 month ago
Black cotton sweater for Aleks 🤝
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9 months ago
Found some crazy work
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9 months ago
House in mountains with garden and two trees airplane edition
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10 months ago
Dancing people garlands for @lise.gent some weeks ago <3
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10 months ago
Morc en Lise present Troth & Nein Rodere in a +-60-people-gallery, Salvatore. So so looking forward hearing Troth’s slomo shoegaze-ambient(pop). Hearing Nein’s lo-fi, addictive, broken-and-bare pop anthems. Nein paints too. Scenography: Eva Jacobs! It’s an honour to do a collaborative evening with a mega influential label that we look up to, Morc. Releasing music since 2000, it’s an endless list of stunning releases. Things ranging from lush (doom, drone,...)-psych-folk, to devotional piano, to hypnotic drone-collages, to loner Hood-ish guitar despair. Music to lock yourself in a room forever. Morc says: we’re inviting two acts, who over the past few years, have spent a lot of time on our turntable. One of the most active and grimy lo-fi musicians of the past decade surprisingly hails from Berlin. David 'Nein' Roeder specializes in broken pop songs that are often dressed in nothing more than a busted mic, a broken amp, and a fractured rhythm. And yet, he somehow holds it all together in a miraculous way. His two LPs on @hornofplentyrecords (also home to Annelies Monseré and Warm Currency, among others) are modern classics. He also has a direct Morc connection: on the acclaimed Kroppskännedom LP, he makes several guest appearances — including some German-language vocals. And rumor has it there’s a 7” in the works featuring Roxane Métayer. So make sure to get to Salvatore early. Yes indeed — a Belgian live debut. Troth, the duo of Cooper Bowman and Amelia Besseny, are making a brief stop here before heading back to Australia. Electronics, voice, and a clarinet: that's usually all they need for their foggy and melodic slow-motion blend of ambient, synth-pop, and lo-fi trip-hop. Their albums have been released on trusted labels like Knekelhuis , Mama's Mysterika’s Jukebox, and A Colourful Storm. A new album coming out in August on independent Glaswegian label Night School (who released that insane Tristwch Y Fenywod one, and is collaborating with Stroom (????) for something later…)
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11 months ago
The staircase weaving soon on display in Brussels . . .
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1 year ago
New house with garden, and neighboring house with garden and tree
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1 year ago
Wool and cotton hand weavings 12- and 2x 4 shaft looms 6mx40cm 8mx40cm 8mx40cm ‘These mother portraits are the images that keep one up at night. These are the phobic objects of the child in disguise. For those who hide in the folds of the flesh of their mother. All the belongings of the mother will become the oppression of the child. Her clothes. Her hair. Her skin. In disgrace I love. This mother and daughter are spun around each other with one or the other trying to loosen the twist. These are the all-consuming ones. The maternal love that swallowed the daughter as a whole. The daughter who mistakes her mother for crime. These are reweavings of our umbilical cord. This is the combed hair of my mother. This is my beauty only visible through her glaring reflection. I am trapped in the mirror in which my mother dresses herself. And I’m in love with wearing her clothes.’
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1 year ago