The story is an ordinary one. An ordinary photographer loads a black-and-white film into his mechanical camera and goes far, far away, as far away as possible. There, an ordinary life awaits him, very simple in the passage of time and extremely ingenuous in the simplicity of its subjects. Ordinary people, ordinary entourage, ordinary relationships… Not surprising, we’ve seen it more than once, both in life and directly in photography. Then why? What’s the point? What’s the interest? The visual representation begs no less a series of questions. An abundance of central compositions, frontal angles, familiar plans. What is it: a manner, a style, a particular form of perception? There are many questions, just as there could be many answers. But he is one. Like a lonely choice, like a mined essence. In a simple decision, seemingly ordinary, perhaps, to the extent of strength and skill, graceful, to see depth. A depth accessible to everyone. All that remains is to dive in.