Without them, we would probably never have been able to do anything concrete. Or almost. They talk, they live, they protect, they love. Being symbols of our actions, instruments of our thoughts, of our beliefs, they remain essential to our relations with the things and the people around us. Wherever, as signs of unity between people, they all look the same. And they are all totally different. Hands make the Man, hands are the Man. Here is a collection of photographs that I took around the globe over the last 10 years.