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Expedition 2026
———in progress ———

China - Bangladesh
The Journey Within
Simple, timeless
Marcel Morin

A land journey across Asia, from Suzhou China to Dhaka Bangladesh. Roughly 7,000 kilometers, where movement becomes a way of inhabiting time, and the road a space of attention to cities, the countryside, and the lives of those living at the margins of visibility.

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This project is both a photographic expedition and a humanist, philosophical approach. I am not seeking to explain, but to meet. Photographing here is not about capturing, but about being present to what unfolds.​​

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The journey is undertaken alone, with a backpack and a single camera. A Fujifilm X100 VI, fixed 23 mm lens. A deliberate constraint, to slow the gaze and to engage more directly with the people photographed.

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What follows is a logbook.

  • A first route map sets the intention of the destinations.

  • A second accompanies the actual movement, day by day.

 

This map is not a guide: it is a trace, a thread connecting places, gestures, and the passing of time.

 

The project is built by walking.
I invite you to follow this crossing.

The intended route

This map outlines a route planned before departure. It does not claim to define a fixed itinerary, but to trace a direction, an intention, a field of possibilities through which the journey can unfold.

 

The route is a hypothesis, open to detours, delays and the unexpected.

 

 

On mobile: use two fingers to adjust the map.

On my way, I encountered...

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This map follows the route as it was built day by day.

It records actual movements, prolonged stops, unforeseen detours and breaks in rhythm imposed by the terrain, encounters and circumstances.

 

The path is no longer a hypothesis: it is the trace left by time.

On mobile: use two fingers to adjust the map.

A starting point   

2026-01-16

 

From this balcony in Suzhou, the gaze learned patience.

More than twenty years observing a city in motion,
its morning silences,
its towers rising faster than memory,
its stubborn trees caught between glass and concrete.

This is not an ordinary point of departure.

It is a lived-in place,
shaped by time,
by a life already lived.

The departure does not break — it extends.

The journey begins where one already knows how to see.

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