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antoine de kom

Side by side

we thought we knew we had once

we thought we knew we had once dried our hands in a hurricane when
problems just kept on coughing.

a trail of cough sweets led us to a bucket containing remnants of plaster of paris.

we dachten te weten ooit

we dachten te weten ooit onze handen te hebben gedroogd in een orkaan toen
problemen maar bleven hoesten.

een spoor van pastilles leidde ons naar een emmer met resten gips.

antoine de kom

(The Netherlands, 1956)

antoine de kom was born in The Hague in 1956 but spent his formative years in Paramaribo. From the age of ten until the age of fifteen he discovered there how great the difference can be between one’s idea of oneself and one’s actual image, he was surprised to discover how many people viewed him, grandson of Anton de Kom – famous campaigner for the black people’s cause – as a ‘white Dutchman’. ...

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we thought we knew we had once

we thought we knew we had once dried our hands in a hurricane when
problems just kept on coughing.

a trail of cough sweets led us to a bucket containing remnants of plaster of paris.

we thought we knew we had once

we thought we knew we had once dried our hands in a hurricane when
problems just kept on coughing.

a trail of cough sweets led us to a bucket containing remnants of plaster of paris.