Almost hidden in the dense foliage surrounding the intimate grounds of this lovely Brussels park is a fellow on a cell phone. I noticed that he held his left hand in the identical position of the marble gentleman who peeks out at us from behind a tree. They may come from different times, yet share a common posture. The interplay of gestures between a man of stone and a real person is incongruous. The scale of the statue and the expanse of leaves compared to the size of the man are also incongruous. And finally, the sight of a gentleman wearing a suit and tie peeking out at us from a mass of foliage is also incongruous. He listens and talks with intensity. It seems as if all of those leaves are listening intently as well.