Dityvon roams the streets with jazz tunes which always accompany him in his head, those of Monk and Coltrane whose this humanistic likes the swing and "the silence suspended between two notes". He does not really know that this is what he seeks to photograph, but he feels it. And contrary to others, he accumulates the images of the intervals, significant but not very spectacular instants. He wants "to show what is in between, which is not seen and which resembles the music of the words and the rustle of the street". He already knows that "reality, for the photographer, is a pretext on which one improvises, as in jazz". He also knows, as he always knew, that he must preserve as much as possible the share of childhood who is in us, to keep the capacity to be astonished... A "will to find the innocence" which always leaves him filled with wonder, in the dark room, by the image which appears and is fixed on paper.