The aim is to let eleven zones of gray capture the beauty and the ugliness in the world. To let the shadows speak for the highlights in a universe of 12 frames. To free the emulsion from the dictatorship of the lens, which is always ruling over the film. To let the silver salt crystals wander around the spectrum with no constraints.

When a Hasselblad becomes your eyes, you only have a dozen blinks to tell the story. No space for a longer roll. The brillant Robert Capa shot a hundred frames at Omaha Beach; only 11 survived. But they were powerful enough to tell the story of the D-Day and became part of human history.

A roll film emerges like a visual syntagma where the soundless sounds are written by optical means. A twelve-word phrase to absorb the world.

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