March, April, Mai 2020 in Salzinnes, a district of Namur. In the midst of the first lockdown momentum, an attempt to translate the feeling of vulnerability provided by the enigma that these lived moments hold within me. An almost mystical enigma if there was not all the difficulty of apprehending the physical and social distancing but also the fear that a loved one would be reached, or even worse. Alive in the middle of all this, I put here some silent images…