This ongoing project is set in France, in an area of what the french call "the diagonal of the void" : a part of the territory where the population density is lower than in the rest of the country. It has a reputation as a boredom zone where there is nothing to do - which couldn't be more wrong.
At this place, there is room for the wind to blow and for the mind to wander.
Fog is a transformative being that comes to settle in the fall. In the summer, time slows down as insects flutter and chatter. We humans do the same, immersed in the river. The burning pebbles of the beach are a rite of passage to achieve the deliverance of fresh, living water. This river, still while in motion, is a vein that irrigates the region, an anchor point for the entire population.
There, I feel like an herb among the others.