I am looking at some very small black and white photographies I found in a house meant to be dismantled and thoroughly renovated. Usually I would be fascinated more by their size and old paper, that kind of paper with crinkles on its side, because I remember having been looking at similar photographies earlier on. Usually, yes, okay, so then I take my mobile phone and take another image trying to grasp exactly that grain, that photography usually distinguishes from digital images. It is not possible, of course, how could I assume? I spent another afternoon making copies.