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...face of a common recognized foe, remains an entirely national prerogative. But why rub it in? More than once since Sept. 11, European leaders have seemed eager to do just that. Jacques Chirac, Gerhard Schröder and Tony Blair held a minisummit to discuss Afghanistan last month in Ghent, just before a full E.U. summit, but pointedly excluded other member states...
Some have gone even further. Before the meeting of the European Council in Ghent, Britain?s Tony Blair, Germany?s Gerhard Schröder and France?s Jacques Chirac took advantage of the summit?s medieval venue, St. Peter?s Abbey, to hold a brief gathering of their own. This side meeting was held at Chirac?s initiative, and, not incidentally, it was consistent with his efforts to appear vigorous and statesmanlike in the run-up to next year?s French presidential elections. The "big three" were getting together as E.U. countries that have promised - and in the case...
Everyone who witnessed the devastation, in person or on television, became, in his or her own way, a survivor. Each of us will live out the rest of our lives with the terrible memory. Someone came into my living room and has killed a part of me. NOEL MONTRUCCHIO Ghent, Belgium...
...Delvoye's latest work looks perfectly harmless in the middle of his chaotic studio in a nondescript part of Ghent. But that is only because it is at rest before heading off in May for the inaugural exhibit of Vienna's new Kunsthalle, and then on to Zurich's Migros Museum and then to New York. Normally it leaves no viewer unmoved. Called Cloaca, it consists of some $200,000 worth of chemical beakers, electric pumps and plastic tubing arrayed on a row of antiseptic stainless steel tables. When Cloaca is on exhibit, an attendant climbs the metal staircase...
...Delvoye, a teetotalling vegetarian, "Belgium is the studio, New York the exhibition place," and he divides his time between the two. In Belgium, he says, the bizarre is normal. He can get Ghent's master plumbers and professional biochemists alike to contribute to his excretory vision, and during last autumn's show at Antwerp's Museum of Contemporary Art, he says, "everybody went with the kids to see the shit machine on a Sunday." In Belgium, he can even find a clinic that lets him take after-hours x-rays of his friends' sexual frolics, which he turns into stained...