... Old stones ...

The subsoil. In the fire of origins, from ridges to subductions, the great forge kneads the earth of origins with such power, over such a long period of time, that we cannot conceive of a beginning. And it's at 1/125° of a second that the photographer freezes these witnesses almost eternally. These rocks, these standing stones, ineluctably bring us back to our ephemeral destinies. The subsoil, substratum of origins, substratum of all our possibilities.