At the crossing of the real, the intimate and fiction, a photographic diary, a return to images, a state of play, a flow of notes, an editing of archives with no chronology and every provenance, a laboratory crossing personal and professional research, commissions, realised and unrealised projects, echoing an everyday photographic practice like a road log, closer to a photographic essay than a series or subject, a quest for meaning, for memory, for a medium to redefine in every form of its production and circulation, a dive into archive material built over more than twenty years, a liberating gesture, a book to keep a trace.