9831YJ06, that's the number plate of a rusty old Citröen that's been [hanging around a parking lot](<a href="https://goo.gl/maps/La5USSk1QXzk6jWTA" rel="noreferrer nofollow">goo.gl/maps/La5USSk1QXzk6jWTA</a>) since the beginning of the year. Every day on the bus I drive past it, and every day I think to myself, "Fuck, we'll have to go back there one day with a camera to keep it as a souvenir before someone moves it from its place". The idea had been haunting me for a good few months already, so yesterday I finally made up my mind. The images that follow "come and go" in their quality. I was gone for about six hours, so there are a lot more photos than usual... which also meant I had less motivation to sort them out. Anyway, take these images as a sort of whole, a little fresco of my day. If you start to dwell on this or that image, inevitably some will be more dispensable than others, less interesting, or just less beautiful. But I don't know, as much as it would have bothered me before when I was operating on a "single photo" logic, it's different now. I take seven hundred photos, I keep forty, and I don't care if there are some that could be taken away, I like these forty as a whole, they cover the totality of what I saw and felt, and that's what counts in my eyes. I've noticed that it's often when you stray from the road that you find great things, and even more so when you go where you're not supposed to. I don't know if it's something specific to me, but when I go out to take photos I take an unhealthy pleasure in taking them where I'm not allowed. Go figure, I feel that's where the best stuff is, behind the fences, over the chains. [We undo the wires that hold the gates](<a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3387/3413136148_9107a05ace_o.jpg" rel="noreferrer nofollow">farm4.static.flickr.com/3387/3413136148_9107a05ace_o.jpg</a>) and a whole world opens up. I think what also attracts me is that the places we close and barricade are often abandoned or deteriorated places, and I have a kind of fascination with this theme. Whether from an aesthetic point of view (rust, tags, tattered paint and wood) or from an atmospheric point of view (places stripped of life, overturned furniture, broken windows). This is typically the kind of place that attracts me and my camera, and I guess I'm not the only one. Apart from that, I was accosted by someone while I was taking my twisted fences. He makes music and would like me to take photos of his band and its members. If it comes to fruition it could be fun, I'll post the result eventually. I've had quite a few people come up to me and ask me what I'm taking pictures of and why I'm taking pictures of it, and people who just stand and watch me do it. It was both fun and a bit strange - I guess these aren't the kind of places you often come to photograph.