Magic Fog. Denain, 2004.

    Visiting my parents in the North of France, I was going with them to the supermarket in the small town called Denain. It was a bit cold and quite misty when we came back to the parking lot. An old man with a fisherman cap appeared, pushing his trolley along the wall of a junk shop whose sign was a magician's hat. I found beautiful the strange repetition of the cylindrical shapes of this hat, of the old man's toilet paper rolls and of the parking stones.