It was a tough day last Saturday… It started with a cold, that was circling my partner and had already knocked out half the population at work, finally catching up with me. It involved a fuse going off in the boiler, the very one that sends heat to the radiators. Although temperatures are abnormally high for this time of the year, this is still Brussels. In February. On a totally unrelated note, a passport (not mine) went AWOL; it was needed for a working trip the following day, so while I was calling every number in the book that seemed like a reliable heating repair service, on the other hand I felt compelled to help look for the missing document. At work. A dozen phonecalls, a fruitless witch-hunt and a few hours later, exhausted, sick and 500(!) euros poorer, the heating was back on and the passport was missing. It still is.
The essential antidote to all those middle class domestic tragedies was the 7th edition of Museum Night Fever, an event uniting 24 Brussels museums in one huge multidisciplinary party. The night, like all events that involve young, creative people was packed with music, performances, installations; and crowds. Even with my bleary eyes and pumpkin nose I was still absorbed by the general gaiety until the small hours.
Starting point: the pop-up bar at Bozar to get warmed up.
A pass, that can be bought on-line or on the spot, gives access to all participating museums and that includes all their current exhibitions. We saw ”As sweet as it gets”, Michaël Borremans’ solo exhibition that just opened at Bozar. It is very large, very very interesting and I’ll come back on it with more.
Walking through artwork: installations by Christina Iglesias at BozarAt Cinematek The NightwatchThis must have been the smallest disco in the world! But it came complete with party lights and a dance floor for 10 people!
Gratefully the smoke machine was pumping smoke on the outside: Square Brussels
ATK! (Ofer Smilansky and Isjtar) occupied the Main Auditorium of La Monnaie/De Munt with electronic music and strobe lights on the theme of revolution. And the audience occupied the stage showing their support. What an amazing feeling to lay down on the smooth wooden floor where so many artists have walked, sang and danced their way to stardom before the majestic auditorium! The strobe light was so strong it blinded the camera! For the lucky few, there would be a sleepover in the orchestra pit. They would fall asleep to live music and be woken to a song by a soprano. All they had to do was send a photograph of their ‘everyday revolution’, be between 18-35 years old and get lucky. For the rest of us, the non-eligible middle-age group, it was a taxi ride home to a comfy warm bed and a nice cup of tea!
Photos by Konstantinos Implikian
Saturday, 22 February 2014