Like an archeologist Jacky Duyck is on his quest for signs of life. The silence that meets you out of the paintings is not the idyllic peace of a resting earth, nor the mortal peace of an extinct volcano. Confronted to this intangible and yet recognizable world, the individual cannot but lose himself. He is broken up, sucked away, lost. This is a very queer adventure; exactly in this gliding away, man discovers himself. He is captured and yet he is free. He approaches the edge of the threatening abyss, and yet he finds peace.