'Petite mémoire' tells of a forgotten woman's face and the attempt to shed light on the memory, to restore clear features to what is indistinct, but the closer one gets, the more the face vanishes, taken away by other images ready to reclaim the same attention. …and at the end of the journey, stopped in an empty station, one is left with the doubt that only one's own projections, or those of other travellers, have passed outside the window; that the treadmills of memory have deluded us again, us and our empty suitcases...