In Certains jours, I dig into the sand, into time, into a weakened body. I descend a spiral staircase. Links are woven before my eyes. I remain dazzled.
This book is an autobiographical account that brings together crosshatched drawings, India ink paintings, photograms, stencils, engravings, texts, and songs, through which I attempt, not to unravel the mystery of my illness and the visitations that accompanied it, but simply to find the right questions to ask.