jean claude wouters Flemish, born on a Good Friday in Glorious Belgium, a country with no tangible reality. As a small child gave himself up to drawing. Afterwards to dancing and to drawing. Later to dance and photography. And later to dance, painting and film. Set off for a distant land, Japan. Where he dedicated himself to everything. Afterwards in Belgium and Italy, devoted himself to love, dance and painting. Later, in Paris, to film and painting. Again to photography, moving images and painting. Better twice than once. Painting the photography Photographing the painting And disappearing in between.