Two objects which look like some kind of false rocks still in construction, assembled like a (robust) house of cards in the middle of a Wattwiller, a village on the Alsatian slopes of the Vosges.
They are hollow, open and are made of many sides. From the inside one can hear intermittently what seems like underwater recordings, an ambiguous sonic matter which is maybe organic, maybe synthetic, maybe both.
The question here is about the complexity of life.
What are those shrimps doing in false rocks in the backyard of the presbytery ?
Letís say that the inside and the genesis of a rock are as obscure to us as is the exact number of crabs in the Atlantic Ocean.