The chronicle is a funny journalistic object. Neither article, nor editorial, nor reportage, she holds a little of all three. It is a space of freedom, a breath in the compact flood of actuality. Where the journalist ceases to be a simple witness to become a passer-by. Where time is suspended, the tone is affirmed, and the feather dares to say what the dispatches are silent.
La chronique, art de la nuance dans un monde d’excès (by Sidy Diop) (English edition of the French edition of the French edition)
