HORIZONT. Not a thing exactly, but rather “a condition called an entire city built on a city built on a city built on a city built on a city built on a city built on a city,” says Anne Boyer. The layering and invisibility of a palpable but still incoherent history. A sense of the space between objects that has a presence as powerful as the objects. The omnipresent trees and undergrowth. And the ground itself which always seems troubled. And then the sense of a reality that comes from looking while moving at walking speed. The sense that a sidelong glance is as important as a full-on look.