Maybe the photographer is saying: it's not about your bodies, but everything in between.

Did artist Paul-Émile Borduas change his mind?

Two women whose spines have been pushed forward by age, as if to bring their noses closer to the truth of the world, tell me a robot will paint a mural at the upcoming festival. It’s something about a gambling game, oil cans, spraying hearts – they’re not fans. I’m standing on pavement in a sauna-esque tent in a heatwave. I’ve lugged art to four markets…