The residents
The stopovers
Qui sommes-nous
Contexts The residents The stopovers Qui sommes-nous

Impressions and Suspicion of Conjecture


Vignettes of Mist



Sound Composition and Video Film: Composition and Postproduction in Progress, 20’
A story of the Island of the Mariners, or at least of what it reveals to us through its history. Traces of vanished habitats, almost invisible paths, the rumble of pebbles along its edges. Just a ground.
A ground on which many shards of glass, caught between the stones, inform us of the thickness of a probable past. These stones, however, reveal nothing to us. They keep the secret of the countless cods that once dried there, of the thriving life from before, of the friendships and quarrels that took place upon their surfaces. They now form a silent desert, its silence veiled by the Atlantic’s clamor.
Yet all these pebbles know very well who brought them and laid them in deep layers upon the peat-soaked soil. They are intimately familiar with the cods that dried for so long on them. They hold the memory of the elders who trampled upon them to deposit, retrieve, and re-deposit the fruits of their fishing.


All these stones, now fossils, bear no visible trace.
Who is capable of telling these stories scattered upon the ground?


Who, better than a stone, understands the language of stones and can help us converse with its companions?
Thus, with the precious aid of a lithic assistant, we conduct our research. It provides the translation of the grave narrative of the gravestones in the form of a melody. In its company, we listen attentively to the landscape that begins to speak again and conduct an investigation that, gradually, by making the Island of the Mariners chime, takes the shape of an insular thriller.