You could call artist Joseph Willaert (1936-2014) one of a kind. Or quirky, hard to pigeon-hole, a little rebellious, but always full of humour and a touch of irony.
His works read like coloured stories. They are simple yet full of meaning. There are many levels of understanding and different entryways to his work: one leads to graphic novels, one to poetry, one to humour. You will literally encounter these different entryways in the Venetian Galleries. Anyone who steps through them plunges headlong into Joseph Willaert’s universe. Walk into his village square, stroll along the terrace of the local café, peek into the artist’s kitchen where the (painted) tea kettle is just about to start whistling.