Sheets of Bib. Tengujo paper are surperimposed. On my first sheet, I draw with différent rothrings. Lines are about to brake. Suspended, they float, roam the white space. What is being inscribed already permeates the following supports which remember the graphics like an alluvium, a sediment that settles. These graphic strata create a density, a depth. There is something on the front and on the back and our eye ventures beyond the surface. I draw, attentive to the slightest trace whic gives a new impetus , a meditation to come.