First time
His eyelids suddenly have an autonomous life. Impossible to raise his eyes to meet her gaze. He had dreamed of this moment, waited for it, hoped for it. He would have so many things to say to her, but no sound comes out of his mouth. His vocal cords are as paralyzed as all his muscular fibers. So as not to rush him, she…
The musician
One can barely make out his features under his black hair and a beard that has probably not been trimmed for months. The worn mittens reveal long fingers that pluck with difficulty the strings of an almost voiceless guitar. Perched at the top of the church staircase, he cries out « You’re my wonderwall! » without any walker stopping in front of him at this late…
The departure
He is a dry man with long, wispy blond hair and tattooed arms. He takes the child’s face in his hands and kisses him on the forehead. Then he talks to him for a long time, with both hands on his shoulders, as a father would talk to his son. A tear rolls down the boy’s cheek. They hold each other for a long…
The beggar
The soles of his bare feet are now nothing but gnarled and filthy horns. He has taken up residence under the great metal arches of the Gare de Lyon, and as he paces along the white tiled floors, he scans the travellers with a haggard look. He finally approaches a young woman in transit, gives her a broad smile, and, by way of introduction…
Intimacy
The vibration of the strings spreads smoothly throughout the skull, bursting tiny smiling bubbles of memory. The rhythm of the percussion shamelessly wanders to the big toes, which are suddenly caught up in an irresistible urge to wiggle. The bass is more delicate. It slowly makes its way to the heart until they beat in unison. Eyes closed, face serene, he is all music.…
Abandon
He is love. But who loves him? Who takes the measure of the extent of his solitude? The immensity of his distress? He knows all, can do all, is all. And nothing at the same time. So he invents stories, with billions of characters, in billions of settings. Just as a child brings imaginary friends to life. She is consciousness. But who is aware…
Solitude
She hears all, sees all, feels all. She knows exactly the other’s emotion. She feels it in her body. She becomes that other. She only would like someone to be silent next to her. Not to add useless noise to all that she already feels. Still no one seems to understand her. So she talks, talks, talks, to do as they do. She talks…
Adam
Some people are inexplicably inhabited by a strong vocation from a very young age. Adam is one of them. The ladies in the canteen will tell you: when he was only 5 years old, this little boy who was not like the others already wanted to become mayor. Until he had the necessary experience to run for this position, the teenager trained as a…
Sabine
You can often see them, booted and gloved, on the roadside or in public gardens: the municipal gardeners work tirelessly to put flowers in the city. Sabine is one of them, and it is with a broad smile that she was willing to answer my questions. Hello, what are you doing? Well, spring is approaching so we’re busy cleaning up, removing weeds that are…
Léopoldine
Deliciously absurd, delicately crazy, poetically kitsch, it is hard to find the right words to describe Léopoldine HH’s show! The singer and her two acolytes subtly slip from sequined costumes to tight leotards, from synthesizer to ukulele, from Antonin Artaud to France Gall, from electro to Alsatian rhymes, so much so that at the end, no one is surprised to see a giant inflatable…