Into the
Engraved Woods
Jerome Bouchard

These engravings are not illustrations of ideas, nor are they stories, nor commentaries on our world

If they were to say anything, it would be: Look. Look steadily, without rushing to make anything of it, it

just look, gaze. Like when the steam of thoughts slows as you are listening to music and your sense of hearing overcomes all other considerations.

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We engravers are world-builders. Within a few square centimers of a plank, we level mountains, build barriers, flood deserts, until nothing but the drawing emerges at the surface of the wood. All that remains is to applythe ink needed to replicate it, so that this new realm can go and live out its life on the walls of a home, or in the pages of a book.

translation: Shannon Delorme