“Once upon a time in an old, old land…” This possible beginning of a bedtime story serves here as a key element, as Azoulay's photographs are an essential part of her trips to the desert. While they reflect the meeting of busy city arrivals with spacious, anticipating emptiness, they also merge her images with those of the viewer, intertwining the two in that state that lingers before one's eye, where the image does not reach full focus.