Keeping track. Places, faces. Because absences / fading / disappearing. Because everything escapes us. Drawing up an inventory. Impossible. Collections; recorded, classified; series.
Where are the people? Drawing lines of escape, the context of absences. Dwell. And the outside? Stay outside.
Too much presence. Too much presence is frightening. But to walk, to move forward and towards, to flee, to leave, to camp.
Photographing, yes, like dancing. So as not to get lost.