"Offer him a pencil and the child starts to build a house." Claude Nougaro

A little more than three years ago, “crayons” (pencils) made their first appearance. Out of the forest, they snuck into town to have fun here and there on the walls and around Brussels.

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Insatiable adventurers, pencils scoured our streets, alleys, dead ends with an unbridled thirst for colors. Increasingly ingenious and nesting in the gaps and interstices of our graying countries, they continually seek to awaken our imaginations of wiser further grown children.

After spending another winter scattered everywhere on the colorless walls of our city, our small pieces of lead pencil felt the need to meet. They found refuge in the shelter of a roof, a few bricks and would like to invite you to experience something new together. This is an opportunity to organise a large family gathering to share in a little more detail the privacy of their escapades.

But to carry this new project, these troublemakers cannot do this without those who lurk and spy on them on a daily basis.

However, rest assured; they will not leave their authentic open world gallery. They do not seek to trade their wanderings against a colorful place in a tray. They are too seduced by the delicate power of continuous immersion into our lives according to their desires.

Two years ago, our colors already proposed this type of experience.

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Painting, their favorite weapon on this battlefield, will be the center of their concerns. But as they like these metamorphoses, they will try to surprise you through other mediums that seduced them. It will also unveil some of the works carried out, in private, under other roofs, in recent years. The event will be open to any public and free of charge.

A house without children is a grave.

A city without tags is like a house without children ...

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