Asnoix is the old name for Assenois, a village in the Belgian Ardennes. I have visited it during many years and gradualy became attached to it. Inspired by the pureness of it's natural environment I have tried to grasp the different aspects of the local rural life.  At times it can be beautiful and cruel at the same time, showing a mirror of life and death. But life can also seem to stand still here. All layers of society are connected; the nobility with its family domain , the village people, the hunters visiting the village during autumn and the scouts building their camps in summer time. Little has changed in the course of time.