A wild boar hunt, a taxidermist’s skill and the loyal reproduction of Etienne-Jules Marey’s chronophotographic gun, all these the premises for an intimate voyage. An interior voice questions images far off and close. It questions the confusion felt when faced with images. Those images “to part ways with “and those “to invent”. As if this invention could render a lost beauty. Not an exercise in nostalgia, but an unplanned incursion into a universe where all things untangle themselves.

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