First session: completely black. Second: a crack made with a knife. Third: amber in the center, as if the stone were heating from within. Marie said, "I don't want to close the breach—that's where the light gets in." We left the canvas near the radiator for three days; the smell of turpentine became the smell of the studio for me.

Abstract workshop “stone that transmits”. Marie worked slowly — respecting the post-alert rhythm. The work validates an Against Stones metaphor: not to heal the crack, to inhabit it.