Installed in the depths of the Paris metro, this work is a meditation on memory, authenticity, and the erosion of presence in an age saturated with mediation. As the chaos of daily life accelerates, we gradually lose touch with the value of direct, embodied experience, resigning ourselves instead to a world of copies — of copies of copies — where the body is no longer at stake.

Inspired by the iconic image of Christ in the Shroud of Turin, the installation reflects on how every origin — sacred, historical, or personal — dissolves over time into faded reproductions. The act of remembering becomes an act of distortion: what was once visceral turns spectral; what was immediate becomes mediated.

At the heart of the piece, a figure has been metaphorically “captured” through a photocopier, generating successive images that are themselves copies of an original image now lost to us. Through this simple yet powerful gesture, the work confronts us with an unsettling question: if everything we experience is already a reproduction, can we still access the essence of the original — or have we forgotten it forever?