Susanne Kriemann examines a radioactive rock discovered in the Barringer Hill Mine in Llano, Texas, in the late 1800s. We see a photograph of a large rock (a single chunk of gadolinite), and then another image of a wall of rocks, signalling the importance of the threshold to Kriemanns work. She focuses on the material and mystical limit of knowing and seeing on how a narrative loops through archaeological layers without ever finding its source. Presently, the mine lies beneath a lake; its mirrored surface resembles the photographic lens, but the eye, ours and the rocks, exists on both sides. Can a rock convey history? What does it mean to document what one cannot literally see?