The ordinary; this is what I seem to be interested in today. Maybe the different shades of grey have sank into my soul. In this cold January day, the brightest color of Montreal i is not white, neither green, it’s the brick tone surrounding us. Garbage on the balconies, weathered ‘’carrés rouges’’, abandoned bicycles; nothing to build a sexy presentation. But this is the matter I want to work with. Everyday images of everyday sites. Thinking back about the cities I have lived in, these are the memories I have kept: not the skyline, not the sexy architecture, but the mundane sights along my daily route.