Holidays begin with an image. For some the sea — its color, its sound, the water enveloping the body. For others, it is a path disappearing into a dense forest, a place off the map and beyond mobile phone range. It can also be a vision of intense exhaustion: overtraining in grueling mountain runs, crossing successive passes by bicycle. Holidays are a time of festivals, musical rapture, a throat made raw from singing together. Others still choose wandering: long hours of walking, a landscape slowly changing around each bend in the path, the repetition of steps that brings order to one’s thoughts.
Holidays as a constellation of different imaginaries. Above all, they are about freedom — how to momentarily change the pace of life, to regain contact with oneself, with family, with friends. They evoke an idyllic, tranquil world, full of justice, wise decisions, and simple solutions. They speak of love and friendship — always sincere, always faithful, and forever lasting.
We want to present this record of desires, these holiday projections. Through our projection of summer, through our scenarios for the coming months, what emerges is precisely what is most lacking in everyday life.