What is more ordinary and characteristic of the office life than a photocopier?
Everyone uses it mechanically from pressing the start button to checking the result, always repeating the same gestures. Yet behind the uniformity, stand individuals. It’s a solitary task. One goes to the photocopier, engulfed in one’s thoughts or focused on what needs doing. Sometimes a little break is granted or a colleague is met on the way. To photocopy, to print, it is a story of duplication. There lies the link between these real-life yet faceless figures. Like an open window on imaginary narratives…
Julien Benard
