| V Soft leather soles glide over ancient stone, dutifully honored for its age, its wonderful permanence. Stone pondered for beguiling tales, if not for a little insight or an iota of wisdom. A gallery of life experience for the blind. The sage and faithful dog. Venerated totems, like a splinter from the cross, speaking across ages. |
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| VI Avril 1906. He stood at this precise spot. Eugène Atget, using a particular lens, stooped over his wooden tripod exactly here, to document this sepia paving-stone street. Place, time, inclination, eye and a camera and we now have instruction in art, architecture and human social behavior. His photograph. Our curriculum. |
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