Against the city's restless pulse, the opposite bank remains strikingly bare. Empty to the eye, it becomes a horizon of the unseen — an image of the infinite that awaits beyond the crossing. Here at the threshold between worlds, spirituality permeates everything.

It is believed to offer a direct passage to Moksha, the state of eternal liberation. For centuries, this place has been shaped by the repetition of the same gestures, the same prayers, the same sacred rites.

The series contemplates the passage from one world to another : what lingers as the body yields to the invisible, while the soul seems to continue its journey beyond the realm of the tangible.

Bodies, fire, and river merge into a single living tableau, quietly unsettling our understanding of death and what may lie beyond.