Festina Lente يا عم الشيفور

Prayer doing nothing to their perdition, the traveler and his shadow make their way at the crossroads of images and voices encountered on the road that form and deform as they advance.

So many apparitions that are each an opportunity to stop for a while, to take a look or to listen before resuming their walk. With as only landmarks, such ancient memories that they now seem to come from another time, that of childhood, of our childhood.