Street theater
In a quiet town in Quebec, which owes its life to a river whose only tumult is the sound of the falling spring flood, a street theatre takes on the appearance of a Carnival in which the street gives way to the imagination. The break from normality becomes a photographic feast that has its demands due to the nighttime conditions. On the main square, the allegory of the couple whose passion fades is an inexhaustible theme. All the times of love are presented there, from love at first sight, from romance to the sparks of crisis. The spectacular number in which a dark power invades our world and imposes its law is so successful that it becomes disturbing. Is this triumph the expression of a premonitory anguish? Into these great flights slip some tasty little sketches. At the end of an alley, we discover a room where the birth of the man takes the path of the chick, and the baby emerges from a latex egg. Then there is this group that you would think comes from the hippie movement of the 60s, which seems to come from an endless road trip. In this theatre truck, the charivari gives way to meaning and noise to music. A more complete document is available on my site here.
