The man comes in, support on the switch .His day begins !
Sat to his levels, he makes ultimate adjustments. Who is he ? God ? laboratory assistant ? Small personnel or man to all make ? He will hold their lives in his hands. Neither malevolent, nor good, without state of soul, he works behind his console: He has some work to do !
Them : The light just comes on, we discover this place. In this place, they are the new born ; elsewhere, their birth is operating there. We discover bodies overlapped in a sort of cage-cocoon-aquarium, and here, to this even minute, they born (recover ?) to the life.
Finally reconstituted, they are three. Three small celebrities haggard that open their eyes on this strange space. To left, to right, ahead, behind, on either side, the place is closed, they will know that- no exit ? ? ? no exit ! ! !
There is nevertheless this cupboard-stomach, these present cubes that either absorb, or spit out ; but when they decide to, or rather, surely, when the man wants.
There are also these ropes that sometimes fall down as an invitation that we hurry to do honour to collide again and always the same limits. And then this huge mass fallen from there high that would have well been able to kill them !
They ought to pile each others, to hang between wall and ground all together to find an exit, they are only the ingenuous and helpless spectator-actors of an odyssey that exceeds them.
(Column to 3 - trapeze trio - trapeze duet - step to the ceiling)
They will finish, nevertheless, by investing this place. Here begins to arrange the life of the three celebrities : a man and two women that link to the imperious and futile necessity to live, the necessity to be recognized, to love, to be loved.
After having lived - by an alone voice - the same emergencies, three individualities emerge. The three love the others and are tearing each others, couples are made, fall apart. Moments of fashioned life seduction manner, solitude, tension, treason intermingle until the point of rupture.
(Womanly shoes and armchair man, hands to hands, elastics, bowls, duet of straps).
The womanly enclosures will finish by aborting mutually. They remain three - the squaring of the circle - not to anything leave, not to anything give, rather all to lose.
The man, at the end of his day, tilt his desk and extinguishes the light. We can discern, in the darkness, small three bodies curled up to the hot in their pockets of plastic that the man comes to distribute.
(Stomaches, trio in polyane)
Nevertheless, we have a lot laughed, smiled, to look them to live. We have been touched and softened and, when the dark was complete, we have hoped them happy.
Three celebrities, infernal trio ?
Two women, a man, three mouths, three body who seek each others, found each others ? In an uncertain space but with perceptible exits to inevitably dull depths, unless that up there perhaps ? Where are the limit and is there some visible limit to this world to equally uncertain contours.
Are these celebrities who fix them in this verticality where the alone exits seem to be situated higher, but how can we hope to escape to the inexorable attraction who links them between together at the same time that to the mysterious depths ?
No boulevard to the horizon of this household to three by invisible thread and sometimes equivocal.
The space shares between them with an apparent facility and this allows us little by little to guess some contours ; Nevertheless, as every one in life, despite the tenderness, despite the love, the fraternity, they seek a passage to elsewhere, why ? To break this harmony of "pythagoras" where the totality of attraction and repulsion forces finish by cancelling, while the need of binary agreement appears with an insistent permanence ?
These bodies, by seeking to stamp the weight, are not in quest of another liberation. Shut your trap ! Shut up ! and return to your squares, your traps, your pre-establish models ! but just now, they reject this model, by tempting to break some forms and conventions
Conseiller artistique - artistic counsellor : Christian Taguet
mise
en scène - direction :
Aurélie
Horde, Anne Joubinaux,
Jean-Baptiste
Taguet
regard extérieur :· thanks to Gulko
musique - music :François Morel
création lumières - lights
creation :
Jean-Luc Gomez
réalisation costumes
- costums making :
Claudine Messonnier
réalisation décor - set
making :
Maurice Horde,
Claude Rochefort
photographies - photography
:
Dominique Colin
art - graphic design : Philippe Deutsch
avec - with : Céline Dupuis · Sibylle Gatt - Jean-Baptiste Taguet
régisseur lumière et son · light & sound manager : Stéphane Balny
régisseur plateau - stage
manager :
Arnaud Bouvet
administratrice -administrator
:
Françoise Bouyer
relations publiques -
public relation :
Marie-France Dubois
comptabilité - accounting : Frédéric Lorget
2003
: 32 représentations
Tournée au Mexique et Aubenas, Biarritz, Chateaubriand, Florange, Lèves,
Luxueil les Bains, Miribel, Montreuil Bellay, Saint Herblay, Villepreux...
2002
: 27 représentations
Portugal (Tondela), Allemagne (Mainz) et Bruz, Château Gontier, Dax,
Doué la Fontaine, Fosses, Istres, la Ferté Bernard, la Mure,
la Seyne sur Mer, la Souterraine, le Mans, Mont de Marsant, Noisy le Grand,
Noisy le Sec, Oloron Sainte Marie, Rouen, Sablé, Sambreville, Saint
Barthélemy d'Anjou, Vieux Condé, Villejuif, Villeneuve sur Lot,
Yzeure...
2001
: 25 représentations
Avignon et Chaville, Nanterre, Port de Bouc...
