Created at a time when it met a real need, the telephone book is now an endangered species. Designed for professional purposes, it has gradually been used by everyone for family and personal purposes. Aren't social networks today a form of exacerbation of this object already from another time? A collective communication tool designed to list and print individualities, these are here drowned in the same ink. Laurent Nicolas coats each page in a movement similar to abstract calligraphy, with Indian ink, until he obtains a black page linking in this dark surface individuals who, in the end, are no more. Page after page, the object detaches itself from its status as a book and asserts itself as a sculpture. Deprived of any function, the old directory has also lost its collective dimension: it has become a monochrome volume with its own individuality.
