To abcd, art brut is not a state with clearly defined borders or narrow original principality. It is more a sort of province that has to be conquered again and again, a territory with the potential to expand and the limits of which are subject to perpetual evolution. It is without any doubt this dynamic flexibility that is one of its most distinctive features. Art brut is never to be found where we expect it. It always presents itself as something unheard of, never seen. Our first reaction is to refuse it because it overthrows all our references, deprives us temporarily of all landmarks (to propose different ones later on). Sometimes it appears as superposed on the cultural, more conventional worlds, but always completely shifted. Therefore, it cannot be confused with them. The multicoloured cocoons of Judith Scott seem to us, curled up in their enigmatic solitude, much more distant than the expansive wrappings of the monuments by Cristo. 
Art brut does not possess the comfort of a national park, into which we could enter to photograph, without any danger, the endangered species. When touched by art brut the hunter might become the prey or can be hit by a flash of lightning, brutally, but with an undeniable mental profit later on. Art brut, far from bringing the peace of ready made convictions, gives rise to uncertainties, and thus incites further research.