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De Wandeling (The Walk)
When I was a child, I used to go searching for fossils with my younger brother close to our home. One day, I was assaulted by a man. Luckily, I managed to break free, but the memory of that traumatizing incident remains and reappears every time I drive past the place of the aggression.
Now my daughter is the same age as I was at the time – 11 – so I decided to do something about my fears in order not to transfer them on my children. It resulted in this intimate project.
Antwerp, June 2015
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