• Dental Clinics in Antwerp and Brussels (Belgium)
• Social and Healthcare interface between the Flanders Region and the newcomer
• Sponsoring of Flemish cultural and artistic activities
• State of the art dental care, registered by the official Flemish Health Insurance Scheme (RIZIV)


It is bizarre that a nation which has produced world-famous painters, from Rubens to Ensor, has not paid the tribute to which it is entitled for its language and other arts under its protection.

And is it not exactly these newcomers, the new Flemings, which should pay their respects first? How can one say they are attracted to Flanders without having an interest in its culture ? In which way can one encourage and value the Flemish talent ?

To all these questions the dental practice DENTAL CLINICS offers an answer, which, together with its caring role (dentistry) and social role (integration of newcomers), forms a true support in the shape of sponsoring of Flemish art and culture.

But ‘Flemish art and culture’ would be empty words if we would be unable to enter the soul of the Flemish nation, in order to discover what Rabelais has called the ‘substantifique moĆ«lle’ (substantial core).

When Jacques Brel, with the talent we granted him, sang ‘Mijn Vlakke Land’ (My flat country) :

Wanneer de Noordzee koppig breekt aan hoge duinen (When the North Sea stubbornly breaks on the high dunes)

En witte vlokken schuim uiteenslaan op de kruinen (And white flakes of foam separate on their crests)

Wanneer de norse vloed beukt aan het zwart basalt (When the surly tide pounds on the black basalt)

En over dijk en duin de grijze nevel valt (And a grey mist descends on the dykes and dunes)

Wanneer bij eb het strand woest is als een woestijn (When at low tide the beach is as fierce as a desert)

En natte westenwinden gieren van venijn (And wet western winds howl with anger)

Dan vecht mijn land, mijn vlakke land (That is when my country fights, my flat, flat country)

Did he not express the salt, the quintessence of the Flemish sensitivity: this opening up of a country, sometimes too much, to the intrusive but at the same time nurturing sea, summoning this deeply religious sense of duality of everything in this world ?

The Flemish art, its culture, would they really be marked by the stamp of this fundamental duality ? Was Henri – Hendrik – Conscience really one of the greatest Flemish literaries because he was able to extract himself from the French restrictions or, to the contrary, because he was able to unite two great cultures ?