Brussels street photography

Despite all the bad news, I believe Brussels is flourishing. It lives and breathes.

The streets, with their layers of history, grit, and street art, take years to shape—unpredictable, organic. In a way, it develops like nature itself. Forests, mountains, and lakes evolve over centuries, their forms shaped by time and chance. Brussels feels the same: unpolished, unplanned, and alive.

But sure, Brussels has its problems. The malfunctioning, over-complex government makes city development a mess. So Brusseleirs have to be creative. They literally use the chaotic infrastructure as a canvas. They build something beautiful on top of the chaos, turning cracks into art and disorder into charm.

Other cities scrub away their edges, too clean, too perfect. But in Brussels, the chaos stays. The art remains. And that’s what makes it beautiful.