Behind the scenes at M: the cleaning staff

De poetsploeg van M

M Leuven, foto: Sanne Delcroix

Behind the scenes at M: the cleaning staff

Fine arts

The coachman polishes the stagecoach with polish, but who actually polishes M? And with what? Astrid Schriers and Abdi Osman Hashi know all about it.

De poetsploeg van M

M Leuven, foto: Sanne Delcroix

Astrid (22): "I am in my final year of Conservation and Restoration at the University of Antwerp. In June, I should be finished. Last semester I did an internship at M, mainly in the depot. They introduced me little by little to the tasks in the museum: registering objects, giving them a place, photographing them, packaging them, cleaning them... Of course, I had already learned a lot during my training, but it's also nice to be able to do it in a real working environment."

 

"After my internship, they asked me if I would like to continue assisting depot manager Benedicte - as a student. I now spend every Wednesday in the museum. One of my tasks is to clean the old works of art in the exhibition halls. We use a hoover with a special HEPA filter, which stops even the smallest particles. This prevents the release of particles that could damage the objects. And for the fine work I use a brush." 

Wednesday is Dusting Day

"We always work behind the scenes. It should not bother anyone and the sound of our hoovers could be very disturbing. That's why I come to work on Wednesdays: that's when M is closed. Cleaning all 300 works and pedestals is a big job. We split it into four parts: the first week we do part one, the next week part two, and after four weeks we are done. Each part takes me about an hour and a half. I could never do it all at once on my own - not least because carrying around all that cleaning equipment becomes very difficult after a while."

 

"There are also works that we don't need to clean. The exhibition 'Imagining the universe', for example. It consists of objects that M has borrowed from other museums, and they often specifically ask not to clean their pieces."

 

Oops!

"Some people find touching those precious old objects scary. But I like that, that responsibility. And somehow you don't think too much about it. You know, of course, that they are precious objects, but you look at them more technically: this is easy to clean, and this is a bit trickier . With M, they also made it clear to me from the start that I shouldn't feel bad if something happens. We are all very careful of course, but with such old pieces something can always happen. If it didn't happen to you, it would happen to someone else. And fortunately we all know how to react." 

 

"Coincidentally, just last week a flake of paint came off a medieval statue that I was cleaning. I put it in a bag with tweezers, wrote down where it came from, and took pictures to document it. We then register it in the collection system, and then afterwards it is decided what should be done with it. If the flake is big enough, you can put it back, for example. Of course, when that happens you go "Oops!", but on the other hand, that flake would have come loose at some point. I was just unlucky that it happened just when I was dusting that picture."

 

"It may sound stupid, but I actually find it relaxing to clean these works. Working with that small brush, very focused, but at the same time mindless. In your own little world, in the middle of that deserted museum. It may not be for everyone, but I love it." 

Abdi (33): "I am from Mogadishu, the capital of Somalia. Life is difficult there. There is no work, and if you do find a job, Al-Shabaab comes along (fundamentalist Islamist organisation, generally regarded as a terrorist group, ed:) ‘Abdi, you work now, you have to give half to us.’ And the other half goes to the government. You have nothing left."

 

"Seven years ago I spent a year in Kenya, and there I picked up some other languages. When I was back in Somalia, I helped the soldiers of AMISOM (African Union Mission in Somalia, ed.). For example, if they wanted to buy a T-shirt at the market, I would go with them and translate for them." 

 

"Al-Shabaab had seen that, and they were angry with me. ‘Why are you working for AMISOM, Abdi?!’ They hacked at my right arm with a machete (showing scar tissue all over his forearm) and shot me in my left leg. For a while, I could not walk. When I was cured, I received a phone call from my mother: 'Abdi, you better not come home, because they are waiting for you here.' I had had enough. I left."

Thirteen Months On the Road

"I flew to Dubai via Kenya and from there to Iran. The rest of the journey was on foot - sometimes a bit by bus or train, but mostly on foot. From Iran, we went to Turkey. There we crossed the Mediterranean Sea in a small boat, to Greece. Then it went via Macedonia, Serbia and Hungary to Austria. And then straight through Germany to Belgium. The journey lasted thirteen months. I left on 27 July 2014, and on 26 August 2015 I arrived in Brussels at the commissariat for refugees. They gave me documents and sent me to Liège. I lived in a centre there for 15 months. That was not a good time. There is nothing to do. Only eating and sleeping. I didn't like that."

 

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