The shutter blinks, and time moves ahead in installments... the floating and anonymous  yeux  makes irreversible progress towards the distant, never approaching  montagnes . Travel isn't continuous, since the  espace  between pictures is  sombre . but we shouldn't be afraid of this, since the  sombre  doesn't exist, and the  vue  of those discontinuous moments speed us on our way... think of them as the temporal equivalent of a favorable foreign currency exchange rate.