Following intuition rather than a fixed plan, De Puy began photographing the people she encountered. An eleven-year-old shaman led her barefoot through forbidden terrain. Four giggling brothers piled into the back seat of her car. A palm reader handed her the keys to his house moments after they met. Each encounter opened the door to another, gradually revealing a community shaped by generosity, imagination, and chance.
What emerged is more than a photographic series. It is a meditation on belonging, coincidence, and the quiet magic of everyday life, revealing a place where the familiar becomes uncanny and where unexpected encounters gradually formed a world in which De Puy herself found a sense of home.