l'abat-jour

Here, distances, whether temporal or physical, become more distorted than elsewhere. We navigate between the points of time, sometimes loose and stretched out in these strange spaces, sometimes so brief that they slip through our numbed fingers, before our astonished eyes, leaving only metaphysical imprints, intangible points that seem to be clues to our fleeting identities, always vanished.

Here, distances, whether temporal or physical, become more distorted than elsewhere. We navigate between the points of time, sometimes loose and stretched out in these strange spaces, sometimes so brief that they slip through our numbed fingers, before our astonished eyes, leaving only metaphysical imprints, intangible points that seem to be clues to our fleeting identities, always vanished.

les minuscules are two performances including reading, music and dance on the subject of childhood, and in particular its little inhabitants who, often out of place, sometimes even disconsidered or mistreated, try to find their place in the great cosmic jumble we call world. they are the tiny people who, between the lines of our texts, trace a sinuous path ; but they're also us, those childlike souls trapped or repressed by our tall, haughty bodies.