In this work, the folds and the tears are ways to compose with chance, opening the unit and the invisible fabric of our lives to the potential of the unexpected. Condensation of the paper opens an interior space on lightly the surface, allowing us to find the rhythm and the fluctuation of shapes in the explosion of the void. The space is organized here from a missing Center. It is that the visible unfolds. It is that breathes. According to this movement, color stains falter between the simple vibrant extension figure surprising, recognizable for a moment.