Behind the sea - thoughts on frontiers

The design provokes and lightens up the often absurd situation of the visible and invisible frontiers of the Belgian territory, while relating to similar lines of tension known worldwide. It is sharp for the Belgian politics and the current way of building by looking into the own backyard only.
The route starts in a deserted village on the Walloon side of the country, where it brakes open the carefully planted coniferes that make neighbors unknown to one another. It passes by a deserted factory, that is converted to a theatre, and moves on to the first invisible border called the “language frontier”, that contains a big no mans land in which people are often litteraly speecheless. The route continues through a Flemish cities main square, remarking the Belgian lack of guts while reflecting on the Arab Spring, It arrives at the Flanders Fields, where on the 25th of December, the space between 2 trenches became a place of contemplation and peace. It crosses by the Belgian Wall of Appartments, called coast line, crosses the border with the UK on 12 nautical mile, without any rite de passage and finds its end in the only infinite space, the one between sea and heaven, bordered by a non existing horizonline