Omertà

Look, Stefanie Claes and Bernard Van Eeghem speak with paint. At the far ends of their arms they are singing. Because everyone who stood in between them, has been long gone. Who still knows their names? Where are the roots of unknown angers hiding? Who interrogates the magma of the boiling lava swirling? Who spares the high viscosity? Who is made of wood? Who knows the distance? Who knows the resistance? Who who? That’s life. And it only lasts for a moment. Be there.