Produced between 1999 and 2004, To the Last Path is a poetic interlude in the chaotic race of the world that David Sauveur documents for the press. Like an essential echo to his images of conflict zones, the Polaroids he collects during his meditative immersion in the historic city reveal all the singularity of Jerusalem, between fragility and radiance, suspension and the passage of time.
“It’s a beautiful day that’s beginning and I’m running down the hillside, the slope that separates me from the ramparts, backwards from the prophecy, to catch the light with my Polaroid, between daydreaming and chasing butterflies… I’ve come to find what I’ve always heard from my grandfather, the stories of ancient Jerusalem that he tells like no one else, but that he doesn’t want to write. I run after the dream, beyond time, I catch the chimeras invented by men in search of a god. I go towards the dark alleys with holes of light, the gardens of Al-Aqsa with their magical fountains, I step over the scars left by history, I listen to the old stones speak.
– David Sauveur